HEYA all. I'm in Spring Day, and the practices were yesterday...well, one of them.
You should hear me do the song Freedom by Rage Against the Machine; which is, of course, the only one I am doing, but that's besides the point. It's this Friday; I am so stoked.
But at the same time, I'm still trying to memorize the lines. Help me BLog, in my quest to memorize these stupid rap lyrics. This post will get bigger over the next few days
FREEDOM by RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka inka, bottle of ink
Pictures of rebellion
Drawn up the thoughts I think
It's set up like a deck of cards
They're giving us to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades
With poetry, I write the *forgot*
And the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get it front of it
Brotha, did ya forget ya name
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe
Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone, come on
Doesn't that make it three in a row?
ANGER IS A GIFT
Brotha, did ya forget ya name
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe
Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone, come on
Cuz you know they're counting backwards to zero
Environment
The environment exceeding on the level
Of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say
Come and play, come and play
Forget about the movement
ANGER IS A GIFT
Freedom, yeah, freedom, yeah right
Freedom, yeah, freedom, yeah
FREEDOM, YEAH, FREEDOM, YEAH RIGHT
FREEDOM, YEAH, FREEDOM, YEAH RIGHT
FREEDOM, YEAH, FREEDOM, YEAH RIGHT
FREEDOM, YEAH, FREEDOM, YEAH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTT
Take Two
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka inka, bottle of ink
Pictures of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
It's set up like a deck of cards
They're sending us to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades
With poetry, I paint the pictures that hit
For all the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get in front of it
Brotha, did ya forget ya name
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe
Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone
Come on
Doesn't that make it three in a row?
ANGER IS A GIFT
Brotha, did ya forget ya name
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe
Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone
Come on
Cuz you know they're counting backwards to zero
Environment
The environment exceeding on the level of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say
Come and play, come and play
And I got cut short.......crap.
You should hear me do the song Freedom by Rage Against the Machine; which is, of course, the only one I am doing, but that's besides the point. It's this Friday; I am so stoked.
But at the same time, I'm still trying to memorize the lines. Help me BLog, in my quest to memorize these stupid rap lyrics. This post will get bigger over the next few days
FREEDOM by RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka inka, bottle of ink
Pictures of rebellion
Drawn up the thoughts I think
It's set up like a deck of cards
They're giving us to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades
With poetry, I write the *forgot*
And the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get it front of it
Brotha, did ya forget ya name
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe
Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone, come on
Doesn't that make it three in a row?
ANGER IS A GIFT
Brotha, did ya forget ya name
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe
Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone, come on
Cuz you know they're counting backwards to zero
Environment
The environment exceeding on the level
Of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say
Come and play, come and play
Forget about the movement
ANGER IS A GIFT
Freedom, yeah, freedom, yeah right
Freedom, yeah, freedom, yeah
FREEDOM, YEAH, FREEDOM, YEAH RIGHT
FREEDOM, YEAH, FREEDOM, YEAH RIGHT
FREEDOM, YEAH, FREEDOM, YEAH RIGHT
FREEDOM, YEAH, FREEDOM, YEAH RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTTTT
Take Two
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka inka, bottle of ink
Pictures of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
It's set up like a deck of cards
They're sending us to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades
With poetry, I paint the pictures that hit
For all the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get in front of it
Brotha, did ya forget ya name
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe
Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone
Come on
Doesn't that make it three in a row?
ANGER IS A GIFT
Brotha, did ya forget ya name
Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe
Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone
Come on
Cuz you know they're counting backwards to zero
Environment
The environment exceeding on the level of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say
Come and play, come and play
And I got cut short.......crap.