Rage Against The Machine (sometimes shortened to Rage or RATM) is an American rock band noted both for its diligent political conscience and for its blend of hard rock and rap. By the time point of the band's break-up in 2000, Rage Against the Machine had become one of the most popular political hard rock bands of all time, and certainly of the 1990s. Following the break-up of the band, Tom Morello, Tim Commerford, and Brad Wilk formed Audioslavewith singer Chris Cornell, formerly of Soundgarden, which had recently disbanded. Rage Against the Machine is now at least temporarily reunited for a series of concerts. Rage Against the Machine drew inspiration from early metallic instrumentation, as well as rap acts such as Public Enemy, and Afrika Bambaataa.
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Fuck Tha Police Lyrics

Rage Against The Machine

Good evening,
We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
To uh, fraternal order of police in philadelphia.
Heres something nice and friendly,
Heres something nice and friendly,
Heres something nice and friendly,
And it goes something like this.
Fuck tha police,
Comin straight from the underground.
Young nigga got it bad cuz Im brown,
And not the other color so police think,
They have the authority to kill a minority.
Fuck that shit, cuz I aint tha one,
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun,
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.
Fuckin with me cuz Im a teenager,
With a little bit of gold and a pager.
Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.
Youd rather see me in the pen,
Then me and lorenzo chilling in the benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape,
And when Im finished, bring the yellow tape,
To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
No controller, bread and water.
A young nigga on a warpath,
And when Im finished, its gonna be a bloodbath,
Of cops, dyin in l. a.
Yo, I got somethin to say.
Fuck the police,
Comon! off, what?
Fuck the police,
Yeah!
Comon!
Fuck tha police,
Yeah.
Fuck the police,
Comin straight from the underground.
Young nigga got it bad cuz Im brown,
And not the other color so police think,
They have the authority to kill a minority.
Fuck that shit, cuz I aint tha one,
For a punk mutha fucka with a badge and a gun,
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.
Fuckin with me cuz Im a teenager,
With a little bit of gold and a pager.
Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.
Youd rather see me in the pen,
Then me and lorenzo chilling in the benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape,
And when Im finished, bring the yellow tape,
To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
No controller, bread and water.
I dont know if they fags or what,
Search a nigga down and grabbin in the nuts.
And on the other hand, without a gun they cant get none.
But dont let it be a black and a white one.
Cuz they slam ya down to the street top,
Black police showin out for the white cop.
Yeah, my brothas will swarm,
On any mutha fucka in a blue uniform.
Just cuz we in washington d.c, punk police are afraid of me.
Hey!
Punk on a warpath,
And when Im finished, its gonna be a bloodbath,
Of cops, dyin in l. a.
Hey yo, we got somethin to say.
Fuck the police,
Comon, sing that shit,
Right now,
Comon!
Comon!
One more time,
Here we go, here we go,
Comon!
One more, we gotta do it, right now,
Yeah,
Check it out.