Killing in the name of!

Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Huh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya (11 times) But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya 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 Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Uggh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya (4 times) And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control (7 times) And now you do what they told ya! 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: 'Yeah! Come on!') Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me (8 times building to a shout) Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! (8 times screamed/shouted) Motherfucker! Uggh! It's just another bombtrack And suckas be thinkin' that they can fade it But I'm going to drop it at a higher level 'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down Hand out some beat-downs Cold runna train on punk ho's that Think they run the game But I learned to burn that bridge and delete Those who compete at a level that's obsolete Instead I warm my hands on the flames of the flag As I recall our downfall And the business' that burned us all See through the news and views that twist reality Enough I call the bluff Manifest destiny

Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn The thoughts of a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn

Come on! Uggh! (Guitar solo) Drop that! Uggh! Come on Yeah Uggh Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three million gone Come on 'Cause you know they're counting backwards to zero Environment The environment exceeding on the level Of our unconciousness For example What does the billboard say? Come and play!, come and play! Forget about the movement Spoken quietly: "Anger is a gift" Yeeeaaahhhh! Uggh! Awww, bring that shit in! Uggh! Hey! Freedom...yea... Freedom...yea right... Freedom...yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yea right! Freedom! Yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yea! Right!

Chorus: Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Another funky radical bombtrack Started as a sketch in my notebook But now dope hooks make punks take another look My thoughts youhear and you begin to fear That ya card will get pulled if you interfere With the thoughts of a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn Chorus

Uggh! Pull, pull Wuh! (Sung sorta like Michael Jackson) Come on! Uggh! 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! Come on! The militant poet in once again, check it It's set up like a deck of cards They're sending 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 ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three brothers gone Come on Doesn't that make it three in a row? Spoken quietly: "Anger is a gift"

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