rage against the machine bulls on parade lyrics

[Intro]
Come with it now
Come with it now

[Verse 1]
The microphone explodes, shattering the mold
Either drop the hits like de la O or get the fuck off the commode
With the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop
Drop and don’t copy, yo, don’t call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin’, quenchin’ the thirst
Of the power dons, that five-sided Fistagon
The rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger
The trigger’s cold, empty your purse

[Chorus]
Rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells

[Verse 2]
Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war, cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble, that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery now
What we don’t know keeps the contracts alive and movin’
They don’t gotta burn the books, they just remove ’em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally ’round the family, pockets full of shells

[Chorus]
Rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family with a pocket full of shells

[Guitar Solo]
Bulls on parade, uh

[Outro]
Come with it now
Come with it now
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade

Rage against the machine – bulls on parade lyrics meaning

Come wit it now
Come wit it now

The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either droppin hits like de la mode or get the fuck off the commode
With the sure shot, sure to make the bodies drop
Drop and don’t copy yo, don’t call this a co-opt
Terror rains drenchin’, quenchin’ the thirst of tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty your purse

Rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery now
What we don’t know keeps the contracts alive and movin’
They don’t gotta burn the books they just remove ’em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally round tha family
Pockets full of shells

Rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round the family
With a pocket full of shells

Bulls on parade

Come wit it now
Come wit it now

Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade
Bulls on parade

Rage against the machine – killing in the name lyrics 

[Intro]
Killing in the name of

[Verse]
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 forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Uh!

[Refrain]
Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of

[Pre-Chorus]
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya!
Well, now you do what they told ya

[Chorus]
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites

[Verse]
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 forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces
Are the same that burn crosses
Uh!

[Refrain]
Killing in the name of
Killing in the name of

[Pre-Chorus]
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
Now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya
(Now you’re under control) And now you do what they told ya

[Chorus]
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
Those who died are justified
For wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
You justify those that died
By wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
Come on!

[Guitar Solo]
Ugh!
Yeah!
Come on!
Ugh!

[Outro]
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me
Motherfucker!
Ugh!

Rage against the machine – testify lyrics 

[Intro]
Uh

[Verse 1]
The movie ran through me
The glamour subdue me
The tabloid untied me
I’m empty. please fill me
Mister Anchor, assure me
That Baghdad is burning
Your voice, it is so soothing
That cunning mantra of killing
I need you, my witness
To dress this up so bloodless
To numb me and purge me now
Of thoughts of blaming you
Yes, the car is our wheelchair
My witness, your coughing
Oily silence mocks the legless ones
Who travel now in coffins

[Pre-Chorus]
While on the corner (Corner)
The jury’s sleepless (Sleepless)
We found your weakness (Weakness)
And it’s right outside your door

[Chorus]
Now testify
Now testify
It’s right outside your door, now testify
Yes, testify
It’s right outside your door

[Verse 2]
With precision you feed me
My witness, I’m hungry
Your temple, it calms me, so I can carry on
My slaving, sweating the skin right off my bones
On a bed of fire, I’m choking on the smoke that fills my home
The wrecking ball is rushing
Witness your blushing
The pipeline is gushing
While here we lie in tombs

[Pre-Chorus]
While on the corner (Corner)
The jury’s sleepless (Sleepless)
We found your weakness (Weakness)
And it’s right outside your door

[Chorus]
Now testify
Yeah, testify
It’s right outside your door
Now testify
Now testify
And it’s right outside your door

[Post-Chorus]
Mass graves for the pump when the price is set
When the price is set
Mass graves for the pump when the price is set
When the price is set
Mass graves for the pump when the price is set
When the price is set
Mass graves for the pump when the price is set
When the price is set

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]
Who controls the past now, controls the future
Who controls the present now, controls the past
Who controls the past now, controls the future
Who controls the present now?

[Chorus]
Now testify
Testify
It’s right outside your door
Now testify
Testify
It’s right outside your door

Rage against the machine lyrics 

Rage against the machine – wake up lyrics

[Intro]
Come on
Ugh
Come on

[Verse 1]
Although ya try to discredit, ya still never edit
The needle, I’ll thread it, radically poetic
Standin’ with the fury that they had in ’66
And like E-Double “I’m Mad”, still knee deep in the system’s shit
Hoover, he was a body remover
I’ll give you a dose but it’ll never come close
To the rage built up inside of me
Fist in the air in the land of hypocrisy
Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease when their heads are flown
‘Cause all these punks got bullets in their heads
Departments of police, (What!) the judges (What!), the feds
Networks at work, keeping people calm
You know they went after King when he spoke out on Vietnam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

[Interlude]
Yeah
Yeah, back in this

[Verse 2]
With poetry my mind I flex
“Flip” like Wilson, vocals never lackin’ that finesse
What do I got to, what do I got to do to wake you up?
To shake you up, to break the structure up?
‘Cause blood still flows in the gutter
I’m like taking photos, mad boy kicks open the shutter
Set the groove, then stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the “Stutter Step” then bomb a left upon the fascists
Yeah, several federal men
Who pulled schemes on the dream and put it to an end
You better beware of retribution with mind war
20/20 visions and murals with metaphors
Networks at work, keepin’ people calm
Ya know they murdered X and tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot

[Bridge]
What was the price on his head?
What was the price on his head!?
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard a shot
I think I heard
I think I heard a shot

[Interlude]
“Black Nationalism… […]
[He] may be a brave contender for this position
But should he abandon his supposed ‘obedience’
To the ‘White liberal doctrine’ of non-violence
And embrace Black Nationalism”
Through counter-intelligence, it should be possible
To pinpoint potential troublemakers and neutralize them
Through counter-intelligence, it should be possible
To pinpoint potential troublemakers and neutralize them
And neutralize them, and neutralize them
And neutralize them, and neutralize them
And neutralize them”

[Chorus]
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up

[Outro]
How long? Not long
‘Cause what you reap is what you sow

Denzel curry – bulls on parade lyrics 

[Intro]
Come with it now!
Come with it now!

[Verse 1]
The microphone explodes, shattering the mold
Either drop the hits like de la O or get the fuck off the commode
With the sure shot, sure to make a body drop
Drop and don’t copy, yo, don’t call this a co-op
Terror rains drenchin’, quenchin’ the thirst
Of the power don, that five-sided Fistagon
The rotten sore on the face of Mother Earth gets bigger
The triggers cold, empty your purse

[Chorus]
Rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells

[Verse 2]
Weapons, not food, not homes, not shoes
No need, just feed the war, cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble, that used to be a library
Line up to the mind cemetery, now
What we don’t know keep the contracts alive and moving
They don’t gotta burn the books, they just remove ’em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
Rally ’round the family, pocket full of shells

[Chorus]
Rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells

[Verse 3]
Listen, birds chirpin’, dogs barkin’, kids missin’, milk cartons
Soul dark as black markets, war is startin’, more is sparkin’
Glory prophets praise Muhammad
Diff’rent Strokes, Philip Drummond
Gave me crack, like I’m plumbin’, Jesus Christ, second comin’
Cut myself, now I’m numbin’, never scared, never runnin’
Chosen one, I’m one hunnid, pray for me, pray for London
Guilty me, he ain’t done and gun me down, all for nothin’
Precedent in abundance, president is a puppet
Gotta hate it, gotta love it, pass a class, I rise above it
Wise enough, advise the public, pistol bust, screamin’, “Fuck it”
Donald Trump, Donald Duck, what the fuck is the difference?
Now, we stuck in a rut, this ain’t what I envisioned
What is what? What is guts when you don’t have intuition?
Not a saint, not a sin, tell me, what’s my real religion?
Genocide, Genesis, they say it’s a new beginning
I’m a sinner, you a sinner, I can see the devil grinning

[Chorus]
Rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
They rally ’round the family
With a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade!

[Outro]
Come with it now!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!

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