Calm Like a Bomb - Live at the Grand Olympic Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA - September 2000
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โฑ๏ธ 4:50 duration
๐ ID: 2960060
๐ Lyrics
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Yo, yo, yo, check this shit out
I be walkin' god like a dog
My narrative fearless
Word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris
Steel from a furnace
I was born landless
This is the native son
Born of Zapata's guns
Stroll through the shanties
And the city's remains
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
These vultures rob everything
They leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on the globe
The picture's the same
The bank, there's a church
A myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan
A child dead at birth
A widow pig parrot
A rebel to tame
A whitehooded judge
A syringe and a vein
Put a riot to the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
This ain't subliminal
Feel the critical mass approach horizon
The pulse of the condemned
Sound off America's demise
The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Yes I spit fire
Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires
Through, through the shanties and the city's remains
Same bodies buried hungry
Different last names
These vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point here at home
Your picture's the same
A field full of slaves
Corn and some debt
A ditch full of bodies
The check for the rent
There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone
The numb black screen
That be feelin' like home
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
Calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
'Cause there's a mass without roofs
A prison to fill
A country's soul that reads: "Post no bills"
A strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
There's a right to obey
And a right to kill
A mass without roofs
A prison to fill
A country's soul that reads: "Post no bills"
A strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
There's a right to obey
And a right to kill
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Feel the funk blast
Yo, yo, yo, check this shit out
I be walkin' god like a dog
My narrative fearless
Word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris
Steel from a furnace
I was born landless
This is the native son
Born of Zapata's guns
Stroll through the shanties
And the city's remains
Same bodies buried hungry
But with different last names
These vultures rob everything
They leave nothing but chains
Pick a point on the globe
The picture's the same
The bank, there's a church
A myth and a hearse
A mall and a loan
A child dead at birth
A widow pig parrot
A rebel to tame
A whitehooded judge
A syringe and a vein
Put a riot to the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
This ain't subliminal
Feel the critical mass approach horizon
The pulse of the condemned
Sound off America's demise
The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
Yes I spit fire
Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires
Through, through the shanties and the city's remains
Same bodies buried hungry
Different last names
These vultures rob everything
Leave nothing but chains
Pick a point here at home
Your picture's the same
A field full of slaves
Corn and some debt
A ditch full of bodies
The check for the rent
There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone
The numb black screen
That be feelin' like home
And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
Calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
Calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
I'm calm like a bomb
'Cause there's a mass without roofs
A prison to fill
A country's soul that reads: "Post no bills"
A strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
There's a right to obey
And a right to kill
A mass without roofs
A prison to fill
A country's soul that reads: "Post no bills"
A strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
There's a right to obey
And a right to kill
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:06.42] Feel the funk blast
[00:09.53] Feel the funk blast
[00:12.47] Feel the funk blast
[00:15.96] Feel the funk blast
[00:18.74] Feel the funk blast
[00:22.26] Yo, yo, yo, check this shit out
[00:25.81] I be walkin' god like a dog
[00:27.66] My narrative fearless
[00:29.28] Word war returns to burn
[00:30.86] Like Baldwin home from Paris
[00:32.45] Steel from a furnace
[00:34.23] I was born landless
[00:35.64] This is the native son
[00:37.30] Born of Zapata's guns
[00:38.78] Stroll through the shanties
[00:39.85] And the city's remains
[00:41.39] Same bodies buried hungry
[00:42.73] But with different last names
[00:44.58] These vultures rob everything
[00:46.01] They leave nothing but chains
[00:47.76] Pick a point on the globe
[00:49.15] The picture's the same
[00:50.56] The bank, there's a church
[00:52.32] A myth and a hearse
[00:54.06] A mall and a loan
[00:55.33] A child dead at birth
[00:56.72] A widow pig parrot
[00:58.54] A rebel to tame
[01:00.10] A whitehooded judge
[01:01.50] A syringe and a vein
[01:06.01] Put a riot to the rhyme of the unheard
[01:10.12] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:16.24] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:22.09] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:28.48] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:33.07] I'm calm like a bomb
[01:39.06] I'm calm like a bomb
[01:45.50] This ain't subliminal
[01:46.93] Feel the critical mass approach horizon
[01:49.14] The pulse of the condemned
[01:50.26] Sound off America's demise
[01:52.19] The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
[01:54.08] Yes I spit fire
[01:55.30] Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires
[01:58.59] Through, through the shanties and the city's remains
[02:00.96] Same bodies buried hungry
[02:03.04] Different last names
[02:04.49] These vultures rob everything
[02:05.89] Leave nothing but chains
[02:07.33] Pick a point here at home
[02:09.00] Your picture's the same
[02:10.56] A field full of slaves
[02:12.30] Corn and some debt
[02:13.57] A ditch full of bodies
[02:15.29] The check for the rent
[02:16.44] There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone
[02:19.61] The numb black screen
[02:21.11] That be feelin' like home
[02:26.09] And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
[02:29.81] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[02:35.92] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[02:42.00] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[02:48.03] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[02:52.75] Calm like a bomb
[02:58.61] I'm calm like a bomb
[03:05.22] I'm calm like a bomb
[03:05.43] I'm calm like a bomb
[03:11.15] Calm like a bomb
[03:19.70]
[03:53.22] Calm like a bomb
[03:59.16] I'm calm like a bomb
[04:05.11] I'm calm like a bomb
[04:11.19] I'm calm like a bomb
[04:17.35] 'Cause there's a mass without roofs
[04:19.38] A prison to fill
[04:21.09] A country's soul that reads: "Post no bills"
[04:23.85] A strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
[04:26.94] There's a right to obey
[04:28.45] And a right to kill
[04:29.84] A mass without roofs
[04:31.54] A prison to fill
[04:33.08] A country's soul that reads: "Post no bills"
[04:35.94] A strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
[04:38.71] There's a right to obey
[04:40.47] And a right to kill
[04:49.72]
[00:09.53] Feel the funk blast
[00:12.47] Feel the funk blast
[00:15.96] Feel the funk blast
[00:18.74] Feel the funk blast
[00:22.26] Yo, yo, yo, check this shit out
[00:25.81] I be walkin' god like a dog
[00:27.66] My narrative fearless
[00:29.28] Word war returns to burn
[00:30.86] Like Baldwin home from Paris
[00:32.45] Steel from a furnace
[00:34.23] I was born landless
[00:35.64] This is the native son
[00:37.30] Born of Zapata's guns
[00:38.78] Stroll through the shanties
[00:39.85] And the city's remains
[00:41.39] Same bodies buried hungry
[00:42.73] But with different last names
[00:44.58] These vultures rob everything
[00:46.01] They leave nothing but chains
[00:47.76] Pick a point on the globe
[00:49.15] The picture's the same
[00:50.56] The bank, there's a church
[00:52.32] A myth and a hearse
[00:54.06] A mall and a loan
[00:55.33] A child dead at birth
[00:56.72] A widow pig parrot
[00:58.54] A rebel to tame
[01:00.10] A whitehooded judge
[01:01.50] A syringe and a vein
[01:06.01] Put a riot to the rhyme of the unheard
[01:10.12] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:16.24] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:22.09] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:28.48] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[01:33.07] I'm calm like a bomb
[01:39.06] I'm calm like a bomb
[01:45.50] This ain't subliminal
[01:46.93] Feel the critical mass approach horizon
[01:49.14] The pulse of the condemned
[01:50.26] Sound off America's demise
[01:52.19] The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker
[01:54.08] Yes I spit fire
[01:55.30] Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires
[01:58.59] Through, through the shanties and the city's remains
[02:00.96] Same bodies buried hungry
[02:03.04] Different last names
[02:04.49] These vultures rob everything
[02:05.89] Leave nothing but chains
[02:07.33] Pick a point here at home
[02:09.00] Your picture's the same
[02:10.56] A field full of slaves
[02:12.30] Corn and some debt
[02:13.57] A ditch full of bodies
[02:15.29] The check for the rent
[02:16.44] There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone
[02:19.61] The numb black screen
[02:21.11] That be feelin' like home
[02:26.09] And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard
[02:29.81] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[02:35.92] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[02:42.00] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[02:48.03] What ya say, what ya say, what ya say, what?
[02:52.75] Calm like a bomb
[02:58.61] I'm calm like a bomb
[03:05.22] I'm calm like a bomb
[03:05.43] I'm calm like a bomb
[03:11.15] Calm like a bomb
[03:19.70]
[03:53.22] Calm like a bomb
[03:59.16] I'm calm like a bomb
[04:05.11] I'm calm like a bomb
[04:11.19] I'm calm like a bomb
[04:17.35] 'Cause there's a mass without roofs
[04:19.38] A prison to fill
[04:21.09] A country's soul that reads: "Post no bills"
[04:23.85] A strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
[04:26.94] There's a right to obey
[04:28.45] And a right to kill
[04:29.84] A mass without roofs
[04:31.54] A prison to fill
[04:33.08] A country's soul that reads: "Post no bills"
[04:35.94] A strike and a line of cops outside of the mill
[04:38.71] There's a right to obey
[04:40.47] And a right to kill
[04:49.72]