The movie ran through me
The Glamour subdue me
The tabloid untie 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
On the corner (corner)
The jury’s sleepless (sleepless)
We found your weakness (weakness)
And its right outside our door
Now testify
Now testify
Its right outside your door
Now testify
Yes testify
Its right outside your door
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
While on the corner (corner)
The jury’s sleepless (sleepless)
We found your weakness (weakness)
And its right outside your door
Now testify
Yeah testify
It’s right outside your door
Now Testify
Now Testify
And it’s right outside your door
Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set
Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set
Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set
Mass graves for the pump and the price is set, and the price is set
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?
Now Testify!
Testify!
It’s right outside your door!
Now Testify!
Testify!
It’s right outside your door!
Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if you’re looking for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As tha polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The camera’s eyes on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Yes a spectacle monopolized
They hold the reins, stole your eyes
All the fistagons the bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above fuck it cut the cord
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin’ the beltway
Move on DC
Way past the days of bombin’ MCs
Sound off Mumia guan be free
Who gottem yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
Army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box it’s my radio dial
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now
All hell can’t stop us now
All hell can’t stop us now
All hell can’t stop us now
All hell can’t stop us now
All hell can’t stop us now
All hell can’t stop us now
Feel the funk blast (whispered)
Feel the funk blast (whispered)
A feel the funk blast
A feel the funk blast
A feel the funk blast
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo
I be walkin’ god like a dog
My narrative fearless
Word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris, Ugh!
Like steel from a furnace
I was born landless
Yes its tha native son
Born of Zapata’s guns
Stroll through the shanties
And tha cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
The vultures robbin’ everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on tha globe
Yes tha pictures tha same
There’s a bank, there’s a church, a myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth
There’s a widow pig parrot
A rebel to tame
A white hooded judge
A syringe and a vein
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?
What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?
What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?
What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?
We're calm like a bomb (Ignite)
We're calm like a bomb (Ignite)
This ain’t subliminal
Feel the critical mass approach horizon
Tha pulse of tha condemned
Sound off Americas demise
Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Yes I spit fire
Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires
Yes back through tha shanties and tha cities remains
Same bodies buried hungry, uh-huh
With different last names, uh-huh
Tha vultures robbin’ everyone
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point here at home
Yes tha pictures tha same
There’s a field full of slaves
Some corn and some debt
There’s a ditch full of bodies
Tha check for tha rent
There’s tha tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone
Tha numb black screen
That be feelin’ like home
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?
What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?
What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?
What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What?
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
Calm like a bomb (Ignite)
There’s a mass without roofs
A prison to fill
There’s a country’s soul that reads post no bills
There’s a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill
There’s a right to obey
And a right to kill
There’s a mass without roofs
There’s a prison to fill
There’s a country’s soul that reads post no bills
There’s a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill
‘Cos there’s a right to obey
And there’s the right to kill
Wait a minute now
Ha ha ha C’mon
A wait a minute now
Check
To tha young r to tha e tha b to tha e tha l
Never give up just live up
Fed upon America
I be splittin’ it up
Rippin’ it up
Even amount in each cup
To my brothers burning bare feet on black top
Whose curled neath tha shadows
From the gaze of the cops
Whose huntin’ for 9 to 5’s through factory locks
Is now hunted on this modern day auction block
Mic Check, Ha ha ha
I be tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha ha ha ha
I be tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?
Mic Check, Ha ha ha
I be tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha ha ha ha
I be tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?
Te te te te te Huh
Back in
Flexin’ and mashin’
With complex text
Fast and in a fashion
That snap back necks
Quicker than a fed cash tha company checks
Huh, I be tha fire only Marley could catch
Yes, I be tha flame in tha cellar beware
Where nameless cold millions gaspin’ for air
Tha naked and wageless
Scream within’ cages, huh!
They make you pull your shit
Just to get your share
What?
Mic Check, Ha ha ha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha ha ha ha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?
Mic Check, Ha ha ha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha ha ha ha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?
Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go,
Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, Huh go, (???)
Welcome down with tha warrior sound, Ugh!
With this mic device
I spit nonfiction
Who got tha power
This be my question
Tha mass of tha few
In this torn nation?
Tha priest, tha book or tha congregation?
Politricks who rob and hold down your zone?
Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes?
Tha pig who’s free to murder one Shucklak
Or survivors who make a move and murder one back?
This mic device
I spit nonfiction
Who got tha power
This be my question
Tha mass of tha few
In this torn nation?
Tha priest, tha book or tha congregation?
Politricks who rob and hold down your zone?
Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes?
Tha pig who’s free to murder one Shucklak
Or survivors who make a move and murder one back?
Mic Check, Ha ha ha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha ha ha ha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
What?
Mic Check, Ha ha ha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Mic Check, Ha ha ha ha
I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
What?
The world is my expense
The cost of my desire
Jesus blessed me with its future
And I protect it with fire
So raise your fists
And march around
Just don’t take what you need
Ill jail and bury those committed
And smother the rest in greed
Crawl with me into tomorrow
Or Ill drag you to your grave
I’m deep inside your children
They’ll betray you in my name
Hey, Hey
Sleep now in the fire
Hey, Hey
Sleep now in the fire
The lie is my expense
The scope of my desire
The party blessed me with its future
And I protect it with fire
I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria
The noose and the rapist
The fields overseer
The agents of orange
The priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire
Hey, Hey
Sleep now in the fire
Hey, Hey
Sleep now in the fire
For it’s the end of history
Its caged and frozen still
There is no other pill to take
So swallow the one
That made you ill
The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria
The noose and the rapist
The fields overseer
The agents of orange
The priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire
Sleep now in the fire
Yeaaaaaah
Sleep now in the fire
Sleep now in the fire
Sleep now in the fire
Sleep now in the fire
My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my
In the name of my
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Like autumn leaves
His sense fell from him
An empty glass of himself
Shattered somewhere within
His thoughts like a hundred moths
Trapped in a lampshade
Somewhere within
Their wings banging and burning
On through endless nights
Forever awake he lies shaking and starving
Praying for someone to turn off the light
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Ugh, Ugh
Fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories
The frontier of loss
They try to escape across the street where
Jesus stripped bare
And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture
In the name of my
In the name of my
Yeah!
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
Born of a broken man
But not a broken man
Born of a broken man
Never a broken man
The hills find peace
Locked armed guard posts
Safe from the screams
Of the children born as ghosts
Gates, guns and alarms
Shape the calm of the dawn
Peering down into the basin
Where death lives on
Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate
Where burning batons beat the freezing who shake
Under the toxic sunsets they dine and toast
Their walls deny the terror faced by the children born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
We’re the children born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
One book and forty young
Stuffed in a room
Ah, the school as a tomb
Where home is a wasteland
Taste the razor wire
And thought is locked in the womb
The tales that tear at the myth of the dream
(Myth of the dream, myth of the dream)
A suffering that shocks the lives off the screen
(Myth of the dream, myth of the dream)
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
We are the children born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
A warning, you sufferers, begin to speak our words
Born as ghosts
We’re the children born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
Born as ghosts
Tha sun ablaze as Maria’s foot
Touches the surface of sand
On Northern Land
As human contraband
Some Rico from Jalisco
Passed her name to tha boss
She stuffed ten to a truckbed
She clutches her cross
Here come tha exhaust
And it rips through her lungs
She’s off fast to tha pasture
Like cattle shell cross
Degree 106
Sweat and vomit are thrown
And she prays and suffocates
Upon the memories of home
Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on the loans
Of smoldering fields, rape, rubble and bones
Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war
Of nothing, no one, nobody, no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history’s rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappear
She’s eternally here
Her time is near
Never conquered but here
To tear away at tha mask
And now she got a quota
Tha needle and thread crucifixion
Sold and shipped across tha new line
Of Mason Dixon
Rippin’ through denim
Tha point an inch from her vein
Tha foreman approach
His steps now pound in her brain
His presence it terrifies
And eclipses her days
No minutes to rest
No moments to pray
And with a whisper
He whips her
Soul changed to his will
“My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill”
Her arm jerks
Tha sisters gather round her and scream
As if in a dream
Eyes on the crimson stream
Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to tha floor
I am nothing, no one, nobody, no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history’s rivers of blood she regenerates
And like tha sun disappears only to reappear
Maria
She’s eternally here
Her time is near
Never conquered but here
Ugh
To tear away at tha mask
Away at tha mask
To tear away at tha mask
Huh
Maria (whispered)
No minute to rest
No moment to pray
No minutes to rest
No moments to pray
No minutes to rest
It eclipses her days
Just a moment to pray
To tear away at tha mask, huh
Away at the mask
To tear away at tha mask, huh!
To tear away at tha mask
Ugh, Ugh
C’mon check it
Through Steel walls
Your voice blastin’ on
True rebel, my brother Mumia
I reflect upon
You be tha spark
That set the prairie fires on
Make the masses a mastodon path
To trample the fascists on
At fifteen exposed Philly’s finest killing machine
Boots and mad guns
They pacify ya young
Cause and effect
Smell tha smoke and tha breeze
My panther, my brother
We are at war until you’re free
You’ll never silence the voice of the voiceless
You'll never silence the voice of the voiceless
Yet tha powerful got nervous
Cause he refused to be their servant
He spit truth
That burned like black churches
Prose and verses
A million poor in hearses
Watch the decision of Dred Scott
As it reverses
Long as the rope
Is tied around Mumia’s neck
Let there be no rich white life
We bound to respect
Cause and effect
Can’t ya smell tha smoke in tha breeze?
My panther, my brother
We are at war until you're free
You'll never silence tha voice of the voiceless
You'll never silence tha voice of the voiceless
You’ll never silence tha voice of the voiceless
You’ll never silence tha voice of the voiceless
And Orwell’s hell a terror era coming through
But this little brothers watching you too
And Orwell’s hell a terror era coming through
But this little brothers watching you too
Watching you too
Hungry people don’t stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as the wheat grows strong
Hungry people don’t stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn
Tha spirit of Jackson
Now screams through tha ruins
Through factory chains
And tha ghost of tha union
Forgotten remains
Disappear to their new homes
Tha knife tha thrust
Tha life burns to the raw bone
Tha blood on tha floor of the tear is still dryin’
Cover the spreadsheets
Tha Dow Jones skyin’
Cellblock livestock
Tha bodies their buyin’
Old south order
New northern horizon
Violence in all hands
Embrace it if need be
(Violence in all hands, embrace it if need be)
Livin’ been warfare
I press it to CD
(Livin’ been warfare, I press it to CD)
Violence in all hands
Embrace it if need be
(Violence in all hands, embrace it if need be)
Livin been warfare
I press it to CD
(Livin been warfare, I press it to CD)
A fire in tha master’s house is set
A fire in tha master’s house is set
A fire in tha master’s house is set
A fire in tha master’s house is set
Hungry people don’t stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as tha wheat grows strong
Hungry people don’t stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn
Yo, Yo
Check tha high tech terror
Yes tha new order athletes
Peer into tha eyes of tha child already on trial
Armies rippin’ families apart
Get ‘em on file
Convictions fit tha stock profile
All tha while films of dogs
Cutting through homes
Ripping skin from bones
Yes tha new millennium homes
Privatizing through private eyes
An era rising
Of tha old south order
New northern horizon
Violence in all hands
Embrace it if need be
(Violence in all hands, embrace it if need be)
Livin been warfare
I press it to CD
(Livin been warfare, I press it to CD)
Violence in all hands
Embrace it if need be
(Violence in all hands, embrace it if need be)
Livin been warfare
I press it to CD
(Livin been warfare, I press it to CD)
A fire in tha master’s house is set
A fire in tha master’s house is set
A fire in tha master’s house is set
A fire in tha master’s house is set
A mass of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress
Dressed in slow death
Feeding on hunger
And glaring through the promise
Upon the food that rots slowly in tha aisle
A mass of nameless at the oasis
That hides tha graves beneath the master’s hill
Buried for drinking
Tha rivers water
While shackled to the line
At tha empty well
This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground
This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over new ground
Listen to the fascists sing
“Take hope here
War is elsewhere
You were chosen
This is god's land
Soon well be free
Of blot and mixture
Seeds planted by our
Forefather’s hand”
A mass of promises
Begin to rupture
Like the pockets
Of the new world kings
Like swollen stomachs
In Appalachia
Like the priests that fuck you
As they whisper holy things
A mass of tears have transformed to stones now
Sharpened on suffering
Woven into slings
Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never brings
This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over new ground
This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground
Is the new sound just like the old sound?
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground
Ain’t the new sound just like the old sound?
Look at tha noose now
Over tha, over tha, over the burning ground
Ain’t it funny how the factories doors close?
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like tha reaper
Ain’t it funny how the factories doors close?
Round tha time that the school doors close
Round the time that a hundred thousand jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper!
Ohhhh
Ohhhh
Oasis
This is no oasis
This is no oasis
This is tha new sound
Just like tha old sound
Just like tha noose round
Over tha new ground
This is tha new sound
Just like tha old sound
Just like tha noose wound
Over tha new ground
Like ashes in tha fall (x10)
Like ashes in the fall (Ha Ha Ho Ho) (x17)
Every official that come in
Cripples us leaves us maimed
Silent and tamed
And with our flesh and bones
He builds his homes
Southern fist
Rise through tha jungle mist
Clenched to smash power so cancerous
Black flag and a red star
A rising sun loomin’ over Los Angeles
Yes for Raza livin’ in La La
Like Gaza on to tha dawn Intifada
Reach for tha lessons tha masked pass on
Seize tha metropolis
It’s you it’s built on
Everything can change on new years day
Everything can change on a new years day
Everything can change on a new years day
Everything changed on a new years day
C’mon
War within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land
Their existence is a crime
Their seat, their robe, their tie
Their land deeds
Their hired guns
They’re tha crime
Shots heard underground round tha rapture
Worlds eye captured
At last is a Mexican pasture
Tha masked screaming land or death within a breath
A war from tha depth of time
Shot four puppet governors in a line
Shook all tha world bankers
Who think they can rhyme
Shot tha landlords who knew it was mine
Yes it’s a war from tha depth of time
And everything can change on a new years day
Everything can change on a new years day
Everything can change on a new years day
Everything can change on a new years day
C’mon!
Ugh!
Wearin’ tha masked scream
War within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land or death
It’s land or death (whispered)
Yeaaaaaah!
Ugh!
C’mon, c’mon, yes, yes, yes!
It’s war within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land or death
War within a breath
It’s land or death