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(whisper) feel the funk blast [2x]<br />FEEL THE FUNK BLAST! [3x]<br />yo yo yo yo yo yo check it out yo yo yo<br /><br />I've been walkin, God, like a dog<br />My narrative: fearless<br />Word war returns to burn<br />Like Baldwin home from Paris, Uh<br />Like steel from a furnace<br />I was born landless<br />This is the native son<br />Born of Zapatas guns<br />Stroll through the shanties<br />And the cities remains<br />Same bodies buried hungry<br />But with different last names<br />The vultures robbin everything<br />Leave nothing but chains<br />Pick a point on the globe<br />Yes that pictures the same<br />Theres a bank, theres a church, a myth and a hearse<br />A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth<br />Theres a widow pig parrot<br />A rebel to tame<br />A whitehooded judge<br />A syringe and a vein<br />And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard<br /><br />Whatcha say? Whatcha say? Whatcha say? What? (x4)<br />Calm like a bomb... Ignite, Ignite, Ignite, Ignite... (x4)<br /><br />This ain't subliminal<br />Feel the critical mass approach horizon<br />The pulse of the condemned<br />Sound off Americas demise<br />The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker<br />Yes I spit fire<br />Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires<br />Yes back through the shanties and the cities remains<br />Same bodies buried hungry with different last names<br />The vultures robbin everyone<br />Leave nothing but chains<br />Pick a point here at home<br />Yes the pictures the same<br />Theres a field full of slaves<br />Some corn and some debt<br />Theres a ditch full of bodies<br />The check for the rent<br />Theres a tap, the phone, the silence of stone<br />The numb black screen<br />That be feelin' like home<br />And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard<br /><br />Whatcha say? Whatcha say? Whatcha say? What? (x4)<br />Calm like a bomb... Ignite, Ignite, Ignite, Ignite... (x4)<br /><br />[There's a mass without roofs<br />There's a prison to fill<br />There's a countrys soul that reads post no bills<br />There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill<br />There's a right to obey<br />And there's a right to kill][2x]

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(whisper) feel the funk blast [2x]<br />FEEL THE FUNK BLAST! [3x]<br />yo yo yo yo yo yo check it out yo yo yo<br /><br />I've been walkin, God, like a dog<br />My narrative: fearless<br />Word war returns to burn<br />Like Baldwin home from Paris, Uh<br />Like steel from a furnace<br />I was born landless<br />This is the native son<br />Born of Zapatas guns<br />Stroll through the shanties<br />And the cities remains<br />Same bodies buried hungry<br />But with different last names<br />The vultures robbin everything<br />Leave nothing but chains<br />Pick a point on the globe<br />Yes that pictures the same<br />Theres a bank, theres a church, a myth and a hearse<br />A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth<br />Theres a widow pig parrot<br />A rebel to tame<br />A whitehooded judge<br />A syringe and a vein<br />And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard<br /><br />Whatcha say? Whatcha say? Whatcha say? What? (x4)<br />Calm like a bomb... Ignite, Ignite, Ignite, Ignite... (x4)<br /><br />This ain't subliminal<br />Feel the critical mass approach horizon<br />The pulse of the condemned<br />Sound off Americas demise<br />The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker<br />Yes I spit fire<br />Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires<br />Yes back through the shanties and the cities remains<br />Same bodies buried hungry with different last names<br />The vultures robbin everyone<br />Leave nothing but chains<br />Pick a point here at home<br />Yes the pictures the same<br />Theres a field full of slaves<br />Some corn and some debt<br />Theres a ditch full of bodies<br />The check for the rent<br />Theres a tap, the phone, the silence of stone<br />The numb black screen<br />That be feelin' like home<br />And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard<br /><br />Whatcha say? Whatcha say? Whatcha say? What? (x4)<br />Calm like a bomb... Ignite, Ignite, Ignite, Ignite... (x4)<br /><br />[There's a mass without roofs<br />There's a prison to fill<br />There's a countrys soul that reads post no bills<br />There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill<br />There's a right to obey<br />And there's a right to kill][2x]