Lyrics: Rage Against The Machine. Evil Empire. Down Rodeo.

Yeah I'm rollin' down rodeo with a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

So now I'm rollin' down rodeo with a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So now I'm rollin' down rodeo with a shotgun

Bangin' this bolo tight on this solo flight can't fight alone
Funk the track my verbs fly like the family stone
Tha pen devils set that stage for the war at home
Locked with out a wage you standin' in the drop zone
The clockers born starin' at an empty plate
Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face

We hungry but them belly full
The structure is set you never change it with a ballot pull
In the ruins there's a network for the toxic rock
School yard to precinct, suburb to project block
Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor
The remains left chained to the powder war

Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So make a move and plead the fifth 'cause you can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse

So now I'm rollin' down rodeo with a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

Yes I'm rollin' down rodeo with a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So now I'm rollin' down rodeo with a shotgun

Bare witness to the sickest shot while suckas get romantic
They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat
A ballots dead so a bullet's what I get

A thousand years they had the tools, we should be takin' 'em
Fuck the G-ride I want the machines that are makin' em
Our target straight with a room full of armed pawn to
Off the Kings out the west side at dawn

Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
Make a move and plead the fifth 'cause you can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse

So now I'm rollin' down rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one

Yeah I'm rollin' down rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yeah I'm rollin' down rodeo wit a shotgun

The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the tumor
One God, one market, one truth, one consumer

Just a quiet peaceful dance
Just a quiet peaceful dance
Just a quiet peaceful dance
Just a quiet peaceful dance
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we'll never have
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we don't have