Rage Against The Machine - Down Rodeo

Down Rodeo

Bangin this bolo tight on this solo flight
can not 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
Mommas 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 is 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 not waste a day when the night brings
A hearse
So make a move an plead the fifth cuse ya
can not plead the first
can not waste a day when the night brings
A hearse
So now Imrollin down rodeo wit a
Shot gun these people aint 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
Sti will were lampin sti will 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 not reach the
Tumor
One God, one market, one truth, one consumer
Just a quiet peaceful dance
For things we wi will never have