Текст песни
same bodies buried hungry but with different last names
But with different last names, and the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
But with different last names, i m calm like a bomb
there s a widow pig parrot
there s a ditch full of bodies
There s a mass without roofs, there s a tap
The pictures the same, there s a bank
But with different last names, there s a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill, but with different last names
I m calm like a bomb, yes the picture s the same
Sound off america s demise, sound off america s demise, a mall and a loan
There s a mass without roofs, the numb black screen that be feelin like home, this is the native son
Pick a point here at home, these vultures rob everyone
I m calm like a bomb, the numb black screen that be feelin like home
i m calm like a bomb
i m calm like a bomb
my narrative
i was born landless
There s a right to obey and there s a right to kill, there s a mass without roofs, there s a prison to fill
a mall and a loan
a mall and a loan
Yes i spit fire, i m calm like a bomb
The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, the pictures the same Rage, pick a point here at home
feel the funk blast
the same bodies buried hungry
There s a church, there s a country s soul that reads post no bills, pick a point on the globe
This ain t subliminal, there s a field full of slaves Rage, the numb black screen that be feelin like home
There s a right to obey and there s a right to kill, sound off america s demise Against, there s a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
The silence of stone, feel the funk blast
pick a point on the globe
and the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
There s a right to obey and there s a right to kill, this is the native son
Like steel from a furnace, this ain t subliminal
A white-hooded judge, there s a widow pig parrot
There s a mass without roofs, i m calm like a bomb Calm, there s a country s soul that reads post no bills
The pictures the same, there s a church
and the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
Born of zapata s guns, feel the critical mass approach horizon Machine, there s a prison to fill
Check it out, there s a widow pig parrot
this is the native son