Rage Against
the Machine

Freedom

Come on!
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think

Yeah!
Come on!
The militant poet
In once again, check it

It's set up
Like a deck of cards
They're sending us
To early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair of clubs
To beat the spades
With poetry
I paint the pictures that hit
More like the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get in front of it

Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?

Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone
Come on
Doesn't that make it
Three in a row?

"Anger is a gift"

Come on!
Check that!
Come on
Yeah

Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?

Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone
Come on
'Cause they're counting
Backwards to zero

Environment
The environment
Exceeding on the level
Of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say
Come and play, come and play
Forget about the movement

"Anger is a gift"

Yeeeaaahhhh!
Awww, bring that shit in!
Hey!

Freedom...yea...
Freedom...yea right...
Freedom...yeeeaaahhh!
Freedom!
Yea!
Freedom!
Yea right!
Freedom!
Yea!
Freedom!
Yea!
Right!



How I'd always make you smile
when I would do,
'Bring that shit in...'
Kind of the way
he is smiling at her,
as she keeps firing....


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