Rage Against The Machine - Evil Empire

Rage Against The Machine

Evil Empire

1996


1: People of the sun
2: Bulls on parade
3: Vietnow
4: Revolver
5: Snakecharmer
6: Tire me
7: Down rodeo
8: Without a face
9: Wind below
10: Roll right
11: Year of tha boomerang


1: People of the sun

Since 1516 winds attacked and overseen, now Crawl amidst the ruins of this Empty dream They're borders and boots on top of us, pullin' Knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis So how you gonna get what you need ta get ? tha Gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet When the fifth sun sets get back reclaim, tha Spirit of cuahtemoc alive an untamed Face tha funk now blastin' out ya Speaker, on the one maya, mexica That vulture game ta try and steal your name but Now you found a gun This is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again This is for tha people of tha sun Neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back, ya Spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro Man Our past blastin' on through tha verses Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' broadway like Hearses Troops strippin' zoots, shorts of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck Come sista resist Tha new era of terror check this photo lens, Tha city of angels does tha ethnic cleanse Heads bobbin' to that funk out ya Speaker, on tha one maya, mexica That vulture game ta try an steal ya name but now You found a gun... you're history This is for the people of the sun It's coming back around again This is for tha people of tha sun

2: Bulls on parade

This microphone explode, shattering The molds Ya eighter drop tha hits like de la o or get tha Fuck off tha commode Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha Bodies drop Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this A co-opt Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of Tha power dons That five sided fist-a-gon Tha rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets Bigger Tha triggers cold empty ya purse They rally round tha family With pockets full of shells Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed tha war canibal animal I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a Library Line up to tha mind cemetery What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an Movin' They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells Rally round tha family With pockets full of shells Bulls on parade

3: Vietnow

(Ch) turn on tha radio, nah fuck it Turn it off, fear is your only God On tha radio, na fuck it, turn it off Turn on tha radio, nah fuck it Turn it off, fear is your only God On tha radio, nah fuck it Your savior's my guillotine, crosses And kerosine Merge on tha networks, slangin' nerve gas Up jump tha boogie then bang, Let 'em hang While the paranoid try to stuff tha void Let's capture this am mayhem Undressed, and blessed by tha lord Tha power pendulum swings by thaUmbilical cord Shcok around tha clock, from noon 'Til noon Men grabbin' they mics, and stuff 'em into tha Womb Terror tha product ya push Well I'm a truth addict, Ioh shit I got a head Rush Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats Undressen and blessed by tha lord Tha same devil that ran around managua wit a Sword Check tha new style that ollie found I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down Tha devil sound Tha program of vietnow Flex tha cerebellum fire Somebody gotta shell 'em Those evil angels lists, hittin' tha am Playlist, paid ta say this That one inhuman, illegal, single woman, tha one Wit out a room The transmissions wippin' our backs Comin' down like bats from stacy coon Terror, tha product you push Well I am a truth addict, oh shit I got a head Rush Tha sheeps tremble an here come tha votes Thrown from tha troat, new cage and scapegoats One caution tha mics a detonator unwound ta Shutdown tha devil sound Check tha heads bow in vietnow Is all tha world jails and churches ?

4: Revolver

His spit is worth more than her work Pass tha purse to the pugilists He's a prizefighter He bought rings and he owns kin And now he's swingin' And now he's the champion Hey revolver, don't mothers make Good fathers ? Revolver A spotless domain Hides festering hopes she's certain thre's more Pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door Hey revolver, don't mothers make Good fathers ? Revolver

5: Snakecharmer

Satelites are mirrors and a man without a home A horse and a rider and a clever cunning killer Silent in error and vocal in spotlights Lying always sucking on a bottle of that sweet Indulgent fluid Oh greed oh yes Your friendship as a fog That disappears when the wind redirects You, yes you A father's expectations, soul soaked in spit and Urine And you gotta make it where To a sanctuary that's only a fragile american Hell An empty dream A selfish, horrific vision Passed on like the deadliest of viruses Crushinh you So have no illusions boy AVomit up all ideals and serve Sleep and wake, and serve Don't think just wake and serve Your friendship is a fog That disappears when the wind redirects You interested in you, interested in you Interested in you, interested in you Interested in you, interested in you

6: Tire me

Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me I can see you in front of me, front of me Ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me Why don't you get from in front of me She's got everyone's eyes In every home there's a sickening Distress Of rolm that film she's a precious, a precious One But we're all gonna ..... nah we're already Dead ! We're already dead ! And those colorful words for tha loas frontiersman Who passed away with the truth Amidst tha eulogues of bliss Who will know now what I know about you Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess ..... A mess Nah let's see it broken, bloody and undressed ! We're already dead ! I wanna be Jackie Onassis I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses I wanna be Jackie O Oh, oh, oh please don't die We're already dead

7: Down rodeo

Bangin' this bolo tight on this solo flight Can't fight alone Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha Family stone Tha pen devils set that stage for tha War at home Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop Zone The clockers born startin' at an empty plate Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face We hungry but them belly full The structure is set ya neva change it with a Ballot pull In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic Rock Shool yard ta precinct, suburb ta Project block Bosses broke south for new flesh and A factory floor The remains left chained to the Powder war Can't waste a day when the night brings A hearse So make a move an plead the fifth 'cuse ya Can't plead the first Can't waste a day when the night brings A hearse So now I'm rollin' down rodeo wit a Shot gun these people ain't seen a Brown skin man since their grandparents bought One Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas Get romantic They gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton Still we're lampin' still clockin' dirt for our Sweat A ballots dead so bullets what I get A thousand years you had the tools We should be taken 'em Fuck tha g ride I want the machines that are Makin' em Our target straight wit a room full of armed Pawn to Off tha kings out tha west side at dawn The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the Tumor One God, one market, one truth, one consumer Just a quiet peaceful dance For things we will never have

8: Without a face

Got no card so I got no soul, life is prison no Parole, no control Tha jura got my number on a wire tap, 'cause I Jack for similac, fuck a cadillac Survive one motive no hope 'cause every sidewalk I walk is like a tightrope Yes I know my deadline sire, it's when my life Expires So I'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my Grave It's my life for their life so call it A free trade "Por vida" and out name up on tha stall I took a death trip when I tried ta cross tha White wall Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born Without a face I tried ta look back ta my past long lost A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop, Flooded tha trench he couldn't shake the toxic shock Maize was all we needed to sustain, now her Golden skin burns, insecticide rain Ya down with DDT, yeah you know me, rapped from tha Grapes, profit for tha bourgeois War tape boomin' path is luminoso, I'm headed North like my name was kid cisco To survive one motiveno hope, it's hard ta Breathe wit Wilson's hand around My throat Strangled and mangled another SS Curtain call, when I tried ta cross Tha white wall Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born Without a face You say fortify, reaction, you divide You say fortify, reaction, reaction

9: Wind below

Flip this capital eclipse Tha vocal tone has got'em sweatin' they owe Apocalypse Yes, tha rebels of tha grains stand Masterless Tha masked one cap one nafta commin' with tha New disaster And yes we in wit tha wind an tha plan de Ayala kin Are comin' back around again Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns Them devils mouths dry, Mexico burns Here they come one by one killers of the new Frontier To occupy, we lost in fear We are the wind below We in wit the wind below Flip this capital eclipse Them bury life wit imp shifts, and Poison lips Yo thay talk it, while slicin' our viens so mark It From tha fincas overseers, to them Vultures playin' markets She ain't got nothin' but weapon And shawl She is chol, tzotzil,tojolobal, tzeltal The tools are her tools, ejidos and ovaries She once suffocated, now through a barrel she Breathes She is the wind below We in wit the wind below She is the wind below All the shareholders gonna flex, and try ta Annex the truth While the new trust gonna flex, and cast their Image in you G.E. is gonna flex and try and annex The truth NBC is gonna flex and cast their image In you Disney bought the fantasies and piles Of eyes And ABC's new thrill rides of trails And lies And while the gut eaters strain to pull the Mud from their mouths They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in The south

10: Roll right

Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like Ellison Main line adrenaline Gaza to Tienanmen From the basement I'm dwellin' in I cook back the sling To stone a settler and breaks him off clean Call me the upsetter Here come the hands on the leashes The cross, the capital, tha pale families, the Fear and the mouthpieces The single sista lynch The cell dors crash And the master's drums echo Roll right Roll call Now we're alright We're all calm This hits like fists Bomb with the left and don't miss With the sickest stilo I spark fear in the pigs In the park Head crack, I hijack the papars and the vapors Caught fire up in you mind Come back, rewind one time Here come the hands on the leashes The cross, the capital, the pale families, the Fear and the mouthpieces The single sista lynch The cell doors crash And the master's drums echo Roll right Roll call Now we're alright We're all calm

11: Year of tha boomerang

Tha sistas are in so check tha front line It seems I spent the '80s in a Haiti state of Mind Cast me into classes for electro shock Straight incarcerated, the curriculum a cell Block I'm swimming in half thruts and it makes me Wanna spit Instructor come separate the healthy form tha Sick Ya weigh me on a scale I'm smellin' Burnt skin It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from Within 'Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha Right Enslaved by dogma, ya talk about my birthrights Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into Hells gates So I grip tha connan like fanon an pass tha Shells to my classmates 'Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like mount tai Wit tha five centuries of penitentiary so let Tha guilty hang In tha year of tha boomerang I got no prosperity but yo I'm a piece of it So let tha guilty hang In tha year of tha boomerang And now it's upon you