Battle of Los Angeles

Rage Against The Machine lyrics

Rage Against The Machine lyrics

"Autologic Lyrics"

Pudo Ser Lyrics
El aire esta cargado de suspenso diluvia y no hay un taxi temi y pudo ser intuici?n. Verano de muerte y Resurrecci?n crei oir sus pasos o bien pudo ser sugesti?n.

C'mon!
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
Geronimo's Cadillac Lyrics
Put Geronimo in jail down south Where he couldn't look A gift horse in the mouth Took old Geronimo by storm Ripped off the feathers from his uniform [Chorus:] Oh boys take me back I wanna ride in Geronimo's cadillac Oh boys take me backrough 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 logic
Auto logic
Yo I got to drop the logic
Drop auto logic
Yo I got to 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
It's All About Jesus Lyrics
It?s all about Jesus It?s all about the way he changed our lives It?s all about Jesus The power of his blood can?t be denied It?s all about Jesus It?s all about the covenant he made It?s all about Jesus Victorious he rose up from the gr
ecisions
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
Awww ya...
It goes a just like that...ya...
Now break it down...
Auto logic
On auto pilot
Silence equals d
Marching to the Killing Rhythm Lyrics
A grand deception Disguised as gods redemption Forcefed delusions of grandeur Calling out for A willing sacrifice Of a nameless enemy Necessary losses Fulfill the bloodlust fantasy See through this fa?ade Of retribution This machine<
eath
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
C'mon