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RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE - RENEGADES LYRICS Microphone Fiend Yo, I was a fiend before I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated Shot grabbed the mic and try to say, " Yes y'all!" They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small Cool, 'Cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab So then I add all the rhymes I had One after the another one, then I make another one To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean? I'm raging, ripping up the stage and Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and Thought of, Cuz it's sort of...an addiction, Magnatized by the mixing E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. (x4) But back to the problem, I gotta habit, You can't solve it, you silly rabbit The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when I fiend for a microphone like heroin Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of unawareness? Beware, it's the reanamator! A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon An assasinator, if the people ain't stepping You see a part of me that you never seen When I'm fiending for a microphone. Cause I take it to the maximum, I can't relax see, I'm Hype as a hyperchrondriac 'cause the rap be one Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke More than cracked up, you should have backed up For those who act up need to be more than smacked up E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly. (x4) A smooth operator operating correctly. (x4) Uh! Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated (x4) Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated (x4) 'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T A smooth operator operating correctly An E-F-F-E-C-T (x4) A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly A smooth operator operating correctly 'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T Pistol Grip Pump Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be Chivalrous So i rest defense on my ligaments Pistol grip pump on my lap, riskin it Full life living it, never giving it back Too late for slipping, so slack up On my lap its on your lips so track shot A steel dick more clip for pump but All im saying there aint no question who the man is In my civic or in this show biz I drill the fool, kill the fool Come on what you say? i think i can take care of all you muthafuckas don't delay right away Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times, right? Cause tricks be out for your blindside Never understood it, but remember i showed you That in these times you gotta look over your shoulder, strap Well that ain't nothin' but the intent of gettin high And a cop giving you shit for just passing you by If your ever in trouble or on the double best to call your pals If you got none buy a shotgun Got a new new style Around Me Are we getting along? we family, we better be We got your back, we got your back kid Just dont be pointing one of them guns, allright man Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times (3x) They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they cant be fucking with mine Kick Out the Jams I'm gonna kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out Renegades of Funk No matter how hard you try, you can't stop us now (x2) We're the renegades of this atomic age This atomic age of renegades Renegades of this atomic age This atomic age of renegades Since the Prehistoric ages and the days of ancient Greece Right down through the Middle Ages Planet earth kept going through changes And then no renaissance came, and times continued to change Nothing stayed the same, but there were always renegades Like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Paine Dr. Martin Luther King, Malcom X They were renegades of their time and age So many renegades We're the renegades of funk (x4) From a different solar system many many galaxies away We are the force of another creation A new musical revelation And we're on this musical mission to help the others listen And groove from land to land singin' electronic chants like Zulu nation Revelations Destroy our nations (x6) Now renegades are the people with their own philosophies They change the course of history Everyday people like you and me We're the renegades we're the people With our own philosophies We change the course of history Everyday people like you and me C'mon We're the renegades of funk (x4) Poppin', sockin', rockin' puttin' a side of hip-hop Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' Poppin', sockin', puttin' a side of hip-hop Because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' Poppin', sockin', rockin' puttin' a side of hip-hop 'Cause we're poppin', sockin', rockin' puttin' a side of hip-hop Poppin', sockin', rockin' puttin' a side of hip-hop We're the renegades of funk (x4) We're teachers of the funk And not of empty popping We're blessed with the force and the sight of electronics With the bass, and the treble the horns and our vocals 'Cause everytime I pop into the beat we get fresh There was a time when our music Was something called the Bay Street beat People would gather from all around To get down to the big sound You had to be a renegade in those days To take a man to the dance floor Say jam sucker Say jam sucker Say groove sucker Say groove sucker Say dance sucker Say dance sucker Now move sucker Now move sucker (x2) We're the renegades of funk Beautiful World It's a beautiful world we live in A sweet romantic place Beautiful people everywhere The way they show they care makes me want to say It's a beautiful world Oh what a beautiful world For you It's a wonderful time to be here It's nice to be alive Wonderful people everywhere The way they comb their hair makes me want to say It's a wonderful place Oh what a wonderful place For you, for you, for you, for you, for you, for you, not me I'm Housin Coolin on the scene like a horse in a stable A brother got ill and tried to snatch a fat cable I stepped back, like it wasn't no thing I Punched him in the jaw with the fat gold ring I had an ace in the hole when it came to that Yo Z you was packin? You know was strapped Posse kept rollin it was hard to get with 'em So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my Lee denim They kept coming, just like I figured So I stepped back, and started sprayin niggaz What a way to go out, out like a sucker But I'm on track, like a Long Island train that can head up your mission, suckers who be dissing Always on my jock like a snake always hissing Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Vandross Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast Givin best wishes to the best MC And when the spot is blown and yo you know it's me Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin Because I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Coolin' at a party, no better yet disco Head feelin' mellow from a bottle of Cisco Move... To crush and fry a sucker MC like crisco Gimme the cue, check one two Don't try to come off on me, because you doo-doo You treatin me the Z to the D, like a stepchild Let me tell you homeboy you're livin foul MC's, you know who you are On the bandwagon Why Z? Cuz you a star This is the year when the joker's are wild When a fag can't hack it and try to bite your style I get hip to the scheme, before it happens If it gets wild, then I start cappin But for now, since everything's calm Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin (x3) Because I'm housin C'mon Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin (x3) Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) (x4) 'Cause I'm housin (x3) |