Feel the funk blast (x5)<br /><br />Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out, yo, yo, yo<br /><br />I be walkin' god like a dog<br />My narrative fearless<br />My word war returns to burn<br />Like Baldwin home from Paris<br />Like Steel from a furnace<br />I was born landless<br />This is tha native son<br />Born of Zapata's guns<br />Stroll through tha shanties<br />And tha cities remains<br />Same bodies buried hungry<br />But with different last names<br />These vultures rob everything<br />Leave nothing but chains<br />Pick a point on tha globe<br />Yes tha pictures tha same<br />There's a bank There's a church a myth and a hearse<br />A mall and a loan a child dead at birth<br />There's a widow pig parrot<br />A rebel to tame<br />A whitehooded judge<br />A syringe and a vein<br /><br />And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard<br />what ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? (x4)<br /><br />Calm like a bomb<br />Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite<br />Calm like a bomb<br />Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite<br /><br />This ain't subliminal<br />Feel tha critical mass approach horizon<br />Tha pulse of tha condemned<br />Sound off America's demise<br />Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker<br />Yes I spit fire<br />Hope lies in tha smoldering rubble of empires<br />Yes back through tha shanties and tha cities remains<br />Tha same bodies buried hungry<br />But with different last names<br />These vultures rob everyone<br />Leave nothing but chains<br />Pick a point here at home<br />Yes tha picture's tha same<br />There's a field full of slaves<br />Some corn and some debt<br />There's a ditch full of bodies<br />Tha check for tha rent<br />There's a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone<br />Tha numb black screen<br />That be feelin' like home<br /><br />And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard<br />What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? (x4)<br /><br />Calm like a bomb<br />Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite (x8)<br /><br />Calm Like a bomb<br /><br />There's a mass without roofs<br />There's a prison to fill<br />There's a country's soul that reads post no bills<br />There's a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill<br />There's a right to obey<br />And there's a right to kill
