Тексты песен «Rage Against The Machine»

This time the bullet cold rocked ya A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow rules when the set commands ya they said it was blue When the blood was red That's how you got a...

This time the bullet cold rocked ya, yeah A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow rules when the set command ya Said it was blue when ya blood was read, yeah That's how you...

This time the bullet cold rocked ya A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow the rules when the set commands ya They said, it was blue when the blood was red That is how you...

This microphone explodes, shatteringthe molds Ya either drop tha hits like de la O or get thaFuck off tha commode Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make thaBodies drop Drop an don't copy yo, don't call thisa co-opt Terror...

I be walkin' god like a dog My narrative fearless My word war returns to burn Like Baldwin home from Paris Steel from a furnace I was born landless It's tha native son Born of Zapata's guns Stroll through tha...

Feel the funk blast, feel the funk blast Feel the funk blast Feel the funk blast, feel the funk blast A yo yo yo, check it out I be walkin' God like a dog my narrative fearless Word war returns to burn like Baldwin...

(Feel the funk blast) x 2 (Feel the funk blast)x3 yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,yo,chick it out,yo,yo,yo I be walkin' god like a dog My narrative: fearless My word war returns to burn Like Baldwin home from Paris.(UH!) Like Steel...

"Can't Kill The Revolution" [Maynard:] Living on the street shores He didn't learn and wanted children Said, "What is there left to stay alive for?" He doesn't wanna see it.. [Maynard:] He didn't wanna deal with it...

What are we gonna do now? Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew? 'Cause they're working for the clampdown They put up a poster saying we earn more than you+ACE- When we're working for the clampdown We will...

Hey yo! Let me be front This is real and not a stunt I'm comin' to the forefront Shovel for the rapper and clear the lane 'Cos this jam is like a tomahawk chop Teach ya I'll never stop droppin' topics Vocal power?...

Are you ready? You think you can tell us what to do? You think you can tell us what to wear? You think that you're better? Well you better get ready, ....To bow to the masters. Break it down! Degenerate into somethin'...

Greed Causing innocent blood to flow Entire culture lost in the overthrow They came to see, take whatever they please Then all they gave back was death and disease People were left with no choice but to decide To...

Greed Causing innocent blood to flow Entire culture lost in the overthrow They came to see, take whatever they please Then all they gave back was death and disease People were left with no choice but to decide To...

Greed! Causing innocent blood to flow Entire culture, lost in the overthrow They came to seize and take whatever they please Then all they gave back was death and disease My people were left with no choice but to decide...

Are you ready? (Ad libbed) You think you can tell us what to do You think you can tell us what to Wear You think that you're better Well you better get ready) BOW TO THE MASTERS... BREAK IT DOWN! Degenerate into...

Down on the street where the faces shine Floatin' around i'm a real low mind See a pretty thing in a wall See a pretty thing in a wall In a wall In a wall In a wall Yeah deep in the night I'm lost in love Yeah deep in...

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...

Silence Something about silence makes me sick ґCause sileence can be violent Sorta like a slit wrist If the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowing down Then let me do the cuttin `Some speak...

Huh! Check it...uggh! Silence Something about silence makes me sick 'Cause silence can be violent Sorta like a slit wrist If the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the...

Solo, Iґm 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 It`s set up like a deck of cards They`re sending us to early graves...