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rageagainstthemachine


Come
Bring it on, bring it on now

Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think

Oh
Come on, oh

You see a set up like a deck of cards
They're sending us to early graves for all the diamonds
They use a pair of clubs to beat the spades
With poetry I paint the pictures that hit
More like the murals that fit
Don't turn away, get in front of it

Brotha, did you forget your name?
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe?
Yo, check the diagonal, three brothers gone, come on
Doesn't that make it three in a row?

Your anger is a gift
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Drop it

Sista, did you forget your name?
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe?
Yo, check the diagonal, three million gone, come on
'Cause you know they're counting backwards to zero

Environment, the environment exceeding on the level
Of our unconsciousness
For example what does the billboard say?
Come and play, come and play, forget about the movement

Forget about yourself's
Forget about your culture
And forget about your history and just fly
And just fly

Your anger is a gift
Yeah yeah

Bring that shit in

Freedom for the real
Freedom for the real
Freedom for the real
Freedom for the real
Freedom for the real
Freedom for the real

Freedom, yeah
Freedom, yeah right
Yeah, freedom, yeah
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Lyrics submitted by Jimmy Legaspi.