Bombtrack (Live&Rare) Paroles

long series of trouble, the Agualasue
Reservation was under attack bye the FBI. People
who are involved in the movement there, involved
in defending their culture, defending their
freedome were taken away, were being kidnapped,
were being murdered and the one man who happened
to be the one of the leaders of the AIM was thrown in
jail , he has sat there for 17 years for crimes
that he did not commit. His name is Leonard
Paltare, and this brother has been in jail and
has served his people and served true free and
constitutional rights and is being denied his own
and I think it's hypocricy all of us need to
expose in this country. So that if we want to
raise is voice for ourselves here in America the
same doesn't happen. We've got some pamphlets in
the back and we're selling some shirts, please
pick one up and please send, please send your
name or there's an address, you can send it to
what's his name, fuckin' Dixie Crap Clinton song is called Bombtrack.
It's just another bombtrack
And suckas be thinkin' that they can fade this
But I'm gonna drop it at a higher level,
'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down
Hand out some beat-downs
Cold runna train on punk ho's that
Think they run the game
But I learned to burn that bridge and delete
Those who compete at a level that's obsolete
Insteat I warm my hands on the flames of the flag
As I recall our downfall
And the business' that burned us all
See through the news and views that twist reality
Enough
I call the bluff
Manifest destiny
Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch 'em burn
The thoughts a militant mind
Hardline, hardline after hardline
Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch 'em burn
(Chorus)
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Another funky radical bombtrack
Started as a sketch in my notebook
But now dope hooks make punks take another look
My thoughts ya hear and ya begin to fear
That ya card will get pulled if ya interfere
With the thoughts pf a militant mind
Hardline, hardline after hardline
Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch 'em burn
(Chorus)
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn