I be walkin' God like a dog
My narrative fearless
Word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris, uh
Like steel from a furnace
I was born landless
Yes it's tha native son
Born of Zapatas guns
Stroll through the shanties
And tha cities remain
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
The vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on the globe
Yes tha picture's tha same
There's a bank, there's a church
A myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan
A child dead at birth
There's a widow pig parrot
A rebel too tame
A white hooded judge
A syringe and a vein
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
This ain't subliminal
Feel the critical mass approach horizon
Tha pulse of the condemned
Sound of America's demises
Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Rubble of empires
Stroll through tha shanties
And tha cities remain
Same bodies buried hungry
With different last names
The vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point here at home
Yes the picture's tha same
There's a field full of slaves
Some corn and some debit
There's a ditch full of bodies
Tha check for the rent
There's a tap, tha phone
Tha silence of stone
The numb black screen
That be feelin' like home
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
There's a mass without roofs, a prison to fill
A country's soul that reads 'Post no bills'
There's a right to obey and a right to kill
There's a mass without roofs, a prison to fill
A country's soul that reads 'Post no bills'
There's a right to obey and a right to kill
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:25.975]I be walkin' God like a dog
[00:28.366]My narrative fearless
[00:30.248]Word war returns to burn
[00:31.834]Like Baldwin home from Paris, uh
[00:33.439]Like steel from a furnace
[00:35.550]I was born landless
[00:36.884]Yes it's tha native son
[00:38.499]Born of Zapatas guns
[00:40.361]Stroll through the shanties
[00:41.675]And tha cities remain
[00:43.017]Same bodies buried hungry
[00:44.606]But with different last names
[00:46.192]The vultures rob everything
[00:47.798]Leave nothing but chains
[00:49.909]Pick a point on the globe
[00:50.985]Yes tha picture's tha same
[00:52.575]There's a bank, there's a church
[00:54.161]A myth and a hearse
[00:55.753]A mall and a loan
[00:57.620]A child dead at birth
[00:58.948]There's a widow pig parrot
[01:00.800]A rebel too tame
[01:02.393]A white hooded judge
[01:04.255]A syringe and a vein
[01:09.034]And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
[01:12.497]What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:18.608]What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:24.981]What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:31.352]What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:36.676]I'm calm like a bomb
[01:43.049]I'm calm like a bomb
[01:49.955]This ain't subliminal
[01:51.293]Feel the critical mass approach horizon
[01:53.675]Tha pulse of the condemned
[01:55.270]Sound of America's demises
[01:56.862]Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
[02:01.393]Rubble of empires
[02:03.254]Stroll through tha shanties
[02:05.126]And tha cities remain
[02:06.450]Same bodies buried hungry
[02:07.768]With different last names
[02:09.907]The vultures rob everything
[02:11.496]Leave nothing but chains
[02:13.081]Pick a point here at home
[02:14.411]Yes the picture's tha same
[02:16.268]There's a field full of slaves
[02:18.421]Some corn and some debit
[02:20.799]There's a ditch full of bodies
[02:21.862]Tha check for the rent
[02:23.461]There's a tap, tha phone
[02:24.519]Tha silence of stone
[02:26.112]The numb black screen
[02:27.971]That be feelin' like home
[02:32.497]And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
[02:35.940]What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
[02:42.316]What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
[02:48.705]What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
[02:55.066]What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
[03:00.113]I'm calm like a bomb
[03:06.491]I'm calm like a bomb
[03:13.138]I'm calm like a bomb
[03:19.523]Calm like a bomb
[04:04.693]Calm like a bomb
[04:11.068]I'm calm like a bomb
[04:17.708]Calm like a bomb
[04:24.085]I'm calm like a bomb
[04:32.346]There's a mass without roofs, a prison to fill
[04:34.471]A country's soul that reads 'Post no bills'
[04:41.396]There's a right to obey and a right to kill
[04:44.321]There's a mass without roofs, a prison to fill
[04:47.503]A country's soul that reads 'Post no bills'
[04:53.891]There's a right to obey and a right to kill
I be walkin' God like a dog
My narrative fearless
Word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris, uh
Like steel from a furnace
I was born landless
Yes it's tha native son
Born of Zapatas guns
Stroll through the shanties
And tha cities remain
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
The vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on the globe
Yes tha picture's tha same
There's a bank, there's a church
A myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan
A child dead at birth
There's a widow pig parrot
A rebel too tame
A white hooded judge
A syringe and a vein
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
This ain't subliminal
Feel the critical mass approach horizon
Tha pulse of the condemned
Sound of America's demises
Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Rubble of empires
Stroll through tha shanties
And tha cities remain
Same bodies buried hungry
With different last names
The vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point here at home
Yes the picture's tha same
There's a field full of slaves
Some corn and some debit
There's a ditch full of bodies
Tha check for the rent
There's a tap, tha phone
Tha silence of stone
The numb black screen
That be feelin' like home
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
There's a mass without roofs, a prison to fill
A country's soul that reads 'Post no bills'
There's a right to obey and a right to kill
There's a mass without roofs, a prison to fill
A country's soul that reads 'Post no bills'
There's a right to obey and a right to kill
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:25.975]I be walkin' God like a dog
[00:28.366]My narrative fearless
[00:30.248]Word war returns to burn
[00:31.834]Like Baldwin home from Paris, uh
[00:33.439]Like steel from a furnace
[00:35.550]I was born landless
[00:36.884]Yes it's tha native son
[00:38.499]Born of Zapatas guns
[00:40.361]Stroll through the shanties
[00:41.675]And tha cities remain
[00:43.017]Same bodies buried hungry
[00:44.606]But with different last names
[00:46.192]The vultures rob everything
[00:47.798]Leave nothing but chains
[00:49.909]Pick a point on the globe
[00:50.985]Yes tha picture's tha same
[00:52.575]There's a bank, there's a church
[00:54.161]A myth and a hearse
[00:55.753]A mall and a loan
[00:57.620]A child dead at birth
[00:58.948]There's a widow pig parrot
[01:00.800]A rebel too tame
[01:02.393]A white hooded judge
[01:04.255]A syringe and a vein
[01:09.034]And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
[01:12.497]What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:18.608]What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:24.981]What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:31.352]What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:36.676]I'm calm like a bomb
[01:43.049]I'm calm like a bomb
[01:49.955]This ain't subliminal
[01:51.293]Feel the critical mass approach horizon
[01:53.675]Tha pulse of the condemned
[01:55.270]Sound of America's demises
[01:56.862]Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
[02:01.393]Rubble of empires
[02:03.254]Stroll through tha shanties
[02:05.126]And tha cities remain
[02:06.450]Same bodies buried hungry
[02:07.768]With different last names
[02:09.907]The vultures rob everything
[02:11.496]Leave nothing but chains
[02:13.081]Pick a point here at home
[02:14.411]Yes the picture's tha same
[02:16.268]There's a field full of slaves
[02:18.421]Some corn and some debit
[02:20.799]There's a ditch full of bodies
[02:21.862]Tha check for the rent
[02:23.461]There's a tap, tha phone
[02:24.519]Tha silence of stone
[02:26.112]The numb black screen
[02:27.971]That be feelin' like home
[02:32.497]And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
[02:35.940]What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
[02:42.316]What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
[02:48.705]What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
[02:55.066]What ya say? what ya say? what ya say? what?
[03:00.113]I'm calm like a bomb
[03:06.491]I'm calm like a bomb
[03:13.138]I'm calm like a bomb
[03:19.523]Calm like a bomb
[04:04.693]Calm like a bomb
[04:11.068]I'm calm like a bomb
[04:17.708]Calm like a bomb
[04:24.085]I'm calm like a bomb
[04:32.346]There's a mass without roofs, a prison to fill
[04:34.471]A country's soul that reads 'Post no bills'
[04:41.396]There's a right to obey and a right to kill
[04:44.321]There's a mass without roofs, a prison to fill
[04:47.503]A country's soul that reads 'Post no bills'
[04:53.891]There's a right to obey and a right to kill
Calm like a bomb -rage against the machine
I be walkin God like a dog
My narrative fearless
My word war returns to burn
Like baldwin home in pairs
Ste...
Zack De La Rocha:
This song is called "A Bullet in ya head".
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
Yeah!
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Fools fol...
Guerrilla Radio
Rage Against The Machine
Album:Battle Of Los Angeles
Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ...
Well feel the funk blast
Well feel the funk blast
Well feel the funk blast
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Check it Out Yo Yo Yo
I be walkin god like a dog
My na...
Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work fo...
My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
In the name of my
In t...