Текст песни Rage Against The Machine -  Autologic   
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C`mon! 
Go...go...go...ugh.. 
Go...go...go...go... 
Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C 
Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C 
Hey! 
Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C 
C`mon 
Drop auto logic 
You thought you could get wit` 
Me and Tommy hittin` man 
Cold dropped a smash hit 
Angry as a battery 
Back in the funk 
`Cuz I`m not frontin` 
Commin` upon the stage I`ll say ya somethin` 
Clear as a project 
The style is hectic 
Guess I`m left with 
A system sceptic 
The truths I`m droppin` 
From the pulpit I`m yellin` 
Inspired by gunshots from a township rebellion 
Word is a rough mix 
Sign of justice 
The rhyme is allowed `cuz you can`t philabust this 
Style I`ll catch ya 
I`ll catch ya the rapture 
Ya murdered my level head 
Ya know that I have to... 
 
Drop auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the logic 
Drop auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic 
 
Auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the logic 
Drop auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic 
 
Stop before you take a wrong turn 
Stop before you step up on the stage and get burned 
Stop and just listen 
I`m dismissing competition with decisions 
So I guess you`ll have to listen and learn 
 
Creative 
So what ya gonna do? 
Ain`t no fading 
So what ya gonna do? 
Grab the microphone and say a check one two 
The kid`s solo 
Unafraid of any crew 
`Cuz I`m the type of mother with the maddest 
Status 
Statue or poll 
Paid in full 
No bull never dull 
Always in control 
Taking no shit like I was Manute Boll 
Ugh...huh...huh 
 
(speaking) 
Awww ya... 
It goes a just like that...ya... 
Now break it down... 
 
Auto logic 
On auto pilot 
Silence equals death 
And death equals silence 
The crew that doesn`t choose to speak their mind 
Is a crew that looses power over time 
And now that ya finally woke up 
Yo wish your mother fuckin` ass would have spoke up 
Voices in full 
The balled of the bullet 
The mic is a trigger and I pull it 
Droppin` and smashin` 
Thrashin` and bashin` the set 
Mentally and spiritually correct 
Back!...and ya know it`s a treat 
`Cuz every time I step ya know I won`t forget ta... 
 
Drop auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the logic 
Drop auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic 
 
Auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the logic 
Drop auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic 
 
Auto logic (go...go...go...go...) 
Yo I got to drop the logic 
Drop auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic 
 
Auto logic (go...go...go...go...) 
Yo I got to drop the logic 
Drop auto logic 
Yo I got to drop the drop the drop drop the logic 
C`mon!