Evil Empire
PEOPLE OF THE SUN
Yeah people come up
Yeah, we better turn tha bass up on this one
Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen
Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream
Wit their borders and boots on top of us
Pullin' knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis
But how you gonna get what you need ta get?
Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like
Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim
Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed
Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker
On the one Maya, Mexica
That vulture came ta try and steal ya name
But now you got a gun,
Yeah this is for the people of the sun
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again!
Uh! It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again!
Uh! Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back
Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro man, uh
Our past blastin' on through the verses
Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses
Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist v
Sailors blood on tha deck, come sister resist
From tha era of terror check this photo lens
Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse
Uh, heads bobbin' to that funk out ya speaker,
On the one Maya, Mexica
That vulture came to try and steal ya name
But now you found a gun, you're history,
This is for the people of the sun
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again!
Yeah! It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again!
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around again!
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back around!
Of the sun
BULLS ON PARADE
Come wit it now!
Come wit it now!
The microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode
Whit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop Drop
an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-opt
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse
Rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind cemetary now
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells
Rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
They rally round tha family!
With a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade (Guitar solo)
Come wit it now!
Come wit it now!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade!
Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!
VIETNOW
Turn off tha radio, nah fuck it
Turn it off, fear is your only god
On tha radio, nah fuck it
Turn it off, fear is your only god
On tha radio, nah fuck it
Your savior's my guillotine
Crosses and kerosine
Merge on tha networks
Slagin' nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang,
Let'em hang while tha paranoid try ta stuff tha void
Let's capture this am mayhem
Undressed, and blessed by the lord
Tha power pedulum swings by tha umbillical cord
Shock around the clock
From noon 'til noon
Men grabbin' they mics
And stuff 'em into tha womb
Terror tha product ya push v
Well i'm a truth addict
Oh shit I gotta head rush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats
Undressed and blesses by tha lord
Tha same devil that run around
Managua wit a sword
Check tha new style that
Ollie found I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down
Tha devil sound
Tha program of vietnow
Flex tha cerebellum
Fire Somebody gotta shell 'em
Those evil angels lists, hittin' tha am
Playlist, paid ta say this
That one inhuman, illegal, single woman
Tha one wit out a room
The transmission wippin' our backs
Comin' down like bats from stacy coon
Terror tha product ya push
Well i'm a truth addict, oh shit I got a head rush
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Throw from tha throat, new cages and scapegoats
One caution tha mics a detonate unwound ta
Shutdown tha devil sound
Check tha heads bow in vietnow
Is all the world jails and churches?
Is all the world jails and churches?
Is all the world jails and churches?
Is all the world jails and churches?
Is all the world jails and churches?
Is all the world jails and churches?
REVOLVER
His spit
Is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilist
He's a prizefighter
He brought rings and he owns kin
And now he's swingin'
And now he's the champion
Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes
She's certain there's more
Pictures of fields without fences
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes
She's certain there's more v
Pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
As he approaches the door
Hey revolver
Don't mothers
Make good fathers?
Revolver
SNAKECHARMER
Satelittes and mirrors and a man without a home
A horse and a rider and a clever cunning killer
Silent in error and vocal in spotlight
Lying Always sucking on a bottle of that
Sweet, indulgent fluid Oh greed Oh yes
Your friendship is a fog
That disapperas when the wind redirects
You Yes you
A father's expectations
Soul soaked in spit and urine
And you gotta make it where
To a sanctuary
That's only a fragile
Amercian Hell
An empty dream
A selfish, horrific vision
Passed on like the deadliest of viruses
Crushing you So have no illusion boy
Vomit up all ideals and serve
Sleep and wake, and serve
Don't think just wake and serve
Your friendship is a fog
That disappears when the wind redirects
You Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you
Interested in you Interested in you Interested in you
TIRE ME
Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me
Tire me I can see you in front of me
In front of me
Ya tryin' ta tire me
Tire me
But I see you in front of me
Why don't you get from in front of me
She's got everyone's eyes
In every home there's a sickening distress
Of roll that film she's a precious
A precious one
But we're all gonna... Nah we're already dead!
We're already dead!
And those colorful wordsv
For tha Laos frontierman
Who passed away with the truth
Amidst tha eulogues of bliss
Who will know now what I know about you
Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess
Nah let's see it broken, bloody, and undressed
We're already dead!
I wanna be Jackie Onassis
I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses
I wanna be Jackie oh oh oh
Please don't die
We're already dead
We're already dead
We're already dead
We're already dead
DOWN RODEO
Bagin' this bolo tight
On this solo flight
Can't fight alone
Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone
Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home
Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop zone
Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face
We hungry but them bully full
The structure is set
Ya neva change it with a ballot pull
In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock
School yard ta precinct
Suburb ta project book
Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor
The remains left chained to the powder war
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man since their
grandparents brought one
Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas get romantic
They gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat
A ballots dead so bullets what I get
A thousand years you had tha tools
We should be takin' em'
Fuck tha G-ride
I want the machines that are makin' em
Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn
To off the kings out that west side at dawn
The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the tumor
One god, one market, one truth, one consumer
Just a quiet peaceful dance
For things we will never have
WITHOUT A FACE
Got no card so I got no soul
Life is prison no parole no control
Tha jura got my number on a wire tap
Cause I jack for Similac
Fuck a Cadillac to survive
One motive no hope
Cause every sidewalk I walk is like a tightrope
Yes I know my deadline sire
It's when my life expires
So i'm sendin' paper
South under tha barbed wire
Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my grave
It's my life for their life
So call it a free trade "for vida" and our name up on tha stall
I took a death trip
When I tried ta cross tha white wall
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates
Born without a face
One motive no hope
Born without a face
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates
Born without a face
One motive no hope
Born without a face
Without a face
I tried ta look back ta my past long lost
A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust
Pops heart stopped
In came tha air drop
Flooded tha trench
He couldn't shake tha toxic shock
Maize we all we needed to sustain
Now her golden skin burns
Insecticide rain
Ya down wit ddt
Yeah you know me
Raped for tha grapes
Profit for tha bourgois
War tape boomin'
Path is luminoso
I'm headed north like my name was
Kid Cisco
To survive
One motive no hope
It's hard ta breathe wit
Wilson's hand around my throat
Strangled and mangled
Another SS curtain call
When I tried ta cross tha white wall
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates
Born without a face
One motive no hope
Born without a face
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates
Born without a face
One motive no hope
Born without a face
You say fortify
Reaction
You divide
You say fortify
Reaction
Reaction
WIND BELOW
Flip this capital eclipse
Tha vocal tone has got'em sweatin their own Apocalypse
Yes, tha rebles of tha grains stand masterless
Tha masked ones cap one
NAFTA, hit me with a new disaster
And yes we in wit tha wind
And tha Plan de Ayala kin
Comin' back around again
Tha slave driver saliva
One night power turns
Them devils mouth's dry
Mexico burns
Here they come
One by one
The killers of the new frontier
Occupy Causingfear
With the wind below
If we die You know we die one ??? come on
It is the wind below
If we die You know we die one ???
come on
We in wit the wind below
Flip this capital eclipse
Them bury life wit IMF shifts
And poison lips
Yo they talk it
While slicin' our veins
So mark it
From tha fincas, overseers, to them
Vultures payin' markets
She ain't got nothin' but weapon and shawl
She is Chol, Tzotzil, Tojolobal, Tzelta
The tools are her tools Ejidos and ovaries
She once suffocated
Now through a barrel she breathes
She is the wind below
We in wit the wind below
She is the wind below
All the shareholders gonna flex
And
try ta annex the truth
While the new trust gonna flex
And cast their image in you
G.E. is gonna flex
And try and annex the truth
NBC is gonna flex and cast their image in you
Disney brought the fantasies and piles of eyes
And ABC's new thrill rides of trials and lies
And while the gut eaters strain to pull the mud from their mouths
They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in the south
ROLL RIGHT
Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like Ellison
Main line adrenaline Gaza to Tienanmen
From the basement I'm dwellin' in I cock back the sling
To stone a settler
And break him off clean
Call me the upsetter
Here come the hands on the leashes
The cross, the Capitol, the pale families
The fear and the mouthpieces
The single sista lxnch
The cell doors crash
And the master's drum echo
Echo
Roll right
Roll call
Now we're alright
We're all calm
This hits like fists
Bomb with the left and don't miss
With the sickest stilo I spark fear in the pigs
In the park
Head crack I hijack the papers and the vapors
Caught fire up in our mind
Come back
Rewind one time
Here come the hands on the leashes
The cross, the capital, the pale families
The fear and the mouthpieces
The single sista lxnch
The cell door crash
And the master's drums echo
Echo
Roll right
Roll call
Now we're alright
We're all calm
YEAR OF THA BOMERANG
The sistas are in
So check the front line
Seems I spent the 80's
In a hazy state of mind
Cast me in the back
Just for electro shock
Trade incarcerated Curriculum's a cell block
Swimming in half truths makes me want to spit
It's time to come separate the healthy from the sick
Rate me on a scale I'm smellin' burnt skin
It's dark now in Dachau and
I'm screaming from within 'cos i'm still locked in the back rooms of the right
Enslaved by dogma
Talk about my birth right Instead at every turn
I'm running into hell's gate
So I grip the cannon like Fanon
Passed the shell to my classmate (aww...power to the people!...)
Bosses right to live is mine to die
So I'm throwin' heavy
Sorta like Mao Thai
With the five centuries of penitentiary
So let the guilty hang
In the year of the boomerang!
I've got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
So let the guilty hang
I've got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
In the year of the boomerang
I've got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
So let the guilty hang
I've got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
In the year of the boomerang
Yeah! now....lets....walk on.....you (4x)
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