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    RATM - Calm Like A Bomb

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    bazil bentalus

    par bazil bentalus

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    Feel the funk blast (x5)

    Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out, yo, yo, yo

    I be walkin' god like a dog
    My narrative fearless
    My word war returns to burn
    Like Baldwin home from Paris
    Like Steel from a furnace
    I was born landless
    This is tha native son
    Born of Zapata's guns
    Stroll through tha shanties
    And tha cities remains
    Same bodies buried hungry
    But with different last names
    These vultures rob everything
    Leave nothing but chains
    Pick a point on tha globe
    Yes tha pictures tha same
    There's a bank There's a church a myth and a hearse
    A mall and a loan a child dead at birth
    There's a widow pig parrot
    A rebel to tame
    A whitehooded judge
    A syringe and a vein

    And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard
    what ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? (x4)

    Calm like a bomb
    Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite
    Calm like a bomb
    Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite

    This ain't subliminal
    Feel tha critical mass approach horizon
    Tha pulse of tha condemned
    Sound off America's demise
    Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
    Yes I spit fire
    Hope lies in tha smoldering rubble of empires
    Yes back through tha shanties and tha cities remains
    Tha same bodies buried hungry
    But with different last names
    These vultures rob everyone
    Leave nothing but chains
    Pick a point here at home
    Yes tha picture's tha same
    There's a field full of slaves
    Some corn and some debt
    There's a ditch full of bodies
    Tha check for tha rent
    There's a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone
    Tha numb black screen
    That be feelin' like home

    And tha riot be tha rhyme of tha unheard
    What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what? (x4)

    Calm like a bomb
    Ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite (x8)

    Calm Like a bomb

    There's a mass without roofs
    There's a prison to fill
    There's a country's soul that reads post no bills
    There's a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill
    There's a right to obey
    And there's a right to kill