Текст песни RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - Guerilla Radio
RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - Guerilla Radio слова песни
Текст песни RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - Guerilla Radio
Transmission third world war third roundA decade of the weapon of sound above groundNo shelter if youre looking for shadeI lick shots at the brutal charadeAs the polls close like a casketOn truth devouredSilent play in the shadow of powerA spectacle monopolized( )The cameras eyes on choice disguisedWas it cast for the mass who burn and toil?Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?Yes a spectacle monopolizedThey hold the reins, stole your eyesAll the fistagons the bullets and bombsWho stuff the banksWho staff the party ranksMore for Gore or the son of a drug lordNone of the above fuck it cut the cordLights out guerilla RadioTurn that shit upContact I highjacked the frequenciesBlockin the beltwayMove on DCWay past the days of bombin MCsSound off Mumia guan be freeWho gottem yo check the federal fileAll you pen devils know the trial was vileArmy of pigs try to silence my styleOff em all out that box its my radio dial