โหลดเพลง mp3 Calm Like a Bomb (Live at the Grand Olympic Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA - September 2000) - Rage Against The Machine

CALM LIKE A BOMB - RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE
feel the funk blast,
feel the funk blast,
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 narrative fearless
Word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris, Uh
Like steel from a furnace
I was born landless
Yes its tha native son
Born of Zapatas guns
Stroll through the shanties
And tha cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
The vultures robbin everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on the globe
Yes tha pictures tha same
Theres a bank, theres a church, a myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth
Theres a widow pig parrot
A rebel to tame
A whitehooded 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?

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Calm like a bomb

This aint subliminal
Feel the critical mass approach horizon
Tha pulse of the condemned
Sound off Americas demise
Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Yes I spit fire
Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires
Yes back through tha shanties and tha cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry, uh-huh
With different last names, uh-huh
The vultures robbin everyone
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point here at home
Yes the pictures tha same
Theres a field full of slaves
Some corn and some debt
Theres a ditch full of bodies
Tha check for the rent
Theres 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?

Calm like a bomb

Calm like a bomb

Calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb

Clam like a bomb

Clam like a bomb
Calm like a bomb

Calm like a bomb

There's a mass without roofs
There's a prison to fill
There's a countrys soul that reads post no bills
There's a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill
There's a right to obey
And a right to kill
There's a mass without roofs
There's a prison to fill
There's a countrys soul that reads post no bills
There's a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill
There's a right to obey
And a right to kill!