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ترانه و شعر با صدای Rage Against the Machine
Ugh! Pump, pump, wah C'mon! Ugh!
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! C'mon! The militant poet in once again, check it
It's set up like a deck of cards They're sendin' 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 cha name? Did ya lose it on the wall playin' Tic-Tac-Toe? Yo, check the diagonal, three brothers gone C'mon, doesn't that make it three in a row?
Anger is a gift
C'mon! Ugh!
Drop that! Ugh! C'mon! Yeah! Ugh!
Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall playin' Tic-Tac-Toe? Yo, check the diagonal, three million gone C'mon, 'cause you know they're counting backwards to zero Environment, the environment exceeding On the level of our unconsciousness For example, what does the billboard say? "Come and play, come and play! Forget about the movement!"
Anger is a gift
Yeah! Ugh! Aw, bring that shit in! Ugh! Hey!
Freedom Yeah! Freedom Yeah right! Freedom Yeah!
Freedom! Yeah! Freedom! Yeah right!
Freedom! Yeah! Freedom! Yeah right!
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