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Album: Miscellaneous (1992)
Artists: Rage Against The Machine

  1. Autologic
  2. Beautiful World
  3. Black Steel In The Hour Of Chaos
  4. Blacksteel: In the Hour Of Chaos
  5. Bullet in your head
  6. C.I.A. (Criminals In Action)
  7. Clamp Down
  8. Clampdown
  9. Clear The Lane
  10. D-Generation X
  11. Darkness
  12. Darkness Of Greed
  13. Degeneration X
  14. Down On The Street
  15. Eat For Two
  16. Fuck tha Police
  17. Fuck The Police
  18. Ghost Of Tom Joad
  19. Had To Be Playin On The Jukebox
  20. Hadda Been Playing On The Jukebox
  21. Hit The Deck
  22. How I Could Just Kill A Man
  23. I'm Housin
  24. In My Eyes
  25. Kick Out The Jams
  26. Maggie's Farm
  27. Memory of the Dead
  28. Memory Of The Dead (Land And Liberty)
  29. Mic Check (Once Hunting, Now Hunted)
  30. Microphone Fiend
  31. Mindset's A Threat
  32. No Shelter
  33. People Of The Sun (Original Version)
  34. Pistol Grip Pump
  35. Producer Fall From The Grace Of People
  36. Renegades Of Funk
  37. Sound Of The Police
  38. Street Fighting Man
  39. Testify
  40. The Ghost Of Tom Joad
  41. The Narrows
  42. Tool And Rage Against The Machine (untitled)
  43. Zapata's Blood


Rage Against The Machine
Miscellaneous
Mic Check (Once Hunting, Now Hunted)
To tha young R to tha E tha B to tha E tha L
Never give up just live up
Fed upon America
We be spittin' it up
Rippin' it up
For an even amount in each cup
To my brothers burning bare feet on black top
Whose curled 'neath tha shadows
From tha gaze of tha cops
Whose huntin' for 9 to 5's through factory locks
Is now hunted on this modern day auction block

Flexin' and mashin'
With complex text
Fast and in a fashion
That snap back necks
Quicker than a fed cash tha company checks
Come with tha fire only Marley could catch
This be tha flame in tha cellar beware
Nameless cold millions gaspin' for air
Those naked and wageless
Now scream within cages
They make you pull your shit
Just to get your share

With this mic device
I spit nonfiction
Who got tha power
This be my question
Tha mass of tha few
In this torn nation?
Tha priest tha book or tha congregation?
Tha politricks who rob and hold down your zone?
Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes?
Tha pig who's free to murder one
Shucklak
Or survivors who make a move and murder one back?
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