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Artist/Band:
Rage Against The Machine
Lyrics for Song: Year Of Tha Boomerang
Lyrics for Album: Evil Empire
Tha sistas are in so check tha front line
It seems I spent the 80s in a Haiti state of Mind
Cast me into classes for electro shock
Straight incarcerated, tha curriculum a cell block
I'm swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit
Instructor come seperate tha healthy from tha sick
Ya weigh me on a scale I'm swellin' burnt skin
It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within
'Cause I'm a cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right
Enslaved by dogma, ya talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates
So I grip tha cannon like fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates
Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die
So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai
Wit' tha five centuries of penitenturies so let the guilty hang
In tha year of tha boomerang
I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
In tha year of tha boomerang
I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
In tha year of tha boomerang
Now it's upon you
Now it's upon you
Tha sistas are in so check tha front line
It seems I spent the 80s in a Haiti state of Mind
Cast me into classes for electro shock
Straight incarcerated, tha curriculum a cell block
I'm swimmin' in half truths and it makes me wanna spit
Instructor come seperate tha healthy from tha sick
Ya weigh me on a scale I'm swellin' burnt skin
It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screamin' from within
'Cause I'm a cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right
Enslaved by dogma, ya talk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm runnin' into hell's gates
So I grip tha cannon like fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates
'Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die
So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai
Wit' tha five centuries of penitenturies so let the guilty hang
In tha year of tha boomerang
I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
In tha year of tha boomerang
I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
So let tha guilty hang
I got no property but yo i'm a piece of it
In tha year of tha boomerang
Now it's upon you
Now it's upon you
YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU
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