Guerrilla Radio (Live, Mexico City, Mexico, October 28, 1999)
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โฑ๏ธ 3:25 duration
๐ ID: 2962337
๐ Lyrics
(Ah shit)
(Set it off)
(Oh, oh)
(Yeah)
(Yo)
Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if you're lookin' for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
Spectacle monopolized
Hold the reins, stole your eyes
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Spectacle monopolized
Hold the reins, stole your eyes
Fistagons
Bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
And staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above, fuck it cut the cord
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Come on
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio
Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin' the beltway
Move on D.C.
Way past the days of Bombin' M.C's
Sound off, Mumia gwan be free
Who got 'em? Yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
An army of pigs try to silence my style
Off 'em all out that box
It's my radio dial
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Come on
Go, go, go-go, go-go
It has to start somewhere, it has to start sometime
What better place than here, what better time than now?
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
(Set it off)
(Oh, oh)
(Yeah)
(Yo)
Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
No shelter if you're lookin' for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
Spectacle monopolized
Hold the reins, stole your eyes
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
Spectacle monopolized
Hold the reins, stole your eyes
Fistagons
Bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
And staff the party ranks
More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above, fuck it cut the cord
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Come on
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out
Guerrilla Radio
Contact I highjacked the frequencies
Blockin' the beltway
Move on D.C.
Way past the days of Bombin' M.C's
Sound off, Mumia gwan be free
Who got 'em? Yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
An army of pigs try to silence my style
Off 'em all out that box
It's my radio dial
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
Come on
Go, go, go-go, go-go
It has to start somewhere, it has to start sometime
What better place than here, what better time than now?
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.97] (Ah shit)
[00:18.66] (Set it off)
[00:21.60] (Oh, oh)
[00:28.42] (Yeah)
[00:35.27] (Yo)
[00:37.55] Transmission third world war third round
[00:40.11] A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
[00:42.75] No shelter if you're lookin' for shade
[00:44.38] I lick shots at the brutal charade
[00:46.47] As the polls close like a casket
[00:48.56] On truth devoured
[00:49.68] Silent play in the shadow of power
[00:51.61] Spectacle monopolized
[00:53.88] Hold the reins, stole your eyes
[00:55.86] Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
[00:57.88] Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
[01:00.59] Spectacle monopolized
[01:02.88] Hold the reins, stole your eyes
[01:05.29] Fistagons
[01:06.33] Bullets and bombs
[01:07.32] Who stuff the banks
[01:08.43] And staff the party ranks
[01:10.05] More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
[01:12.11] None of the above, fuck it cut the cord
[01:14.58] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[01:17.71] Turn that shit up
[01:19.22] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[01:22.68] Come on
[01:23.74] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[01:26.89] Turn that shit up
[01:28.37] Lights out
[01:29.35] Guerrilla Radio
[01:32.42] Contact I highjacked the frequencies
[01:35.00] Blockin' the beltway
[01:36.00] Move on D.C.
[01:37.25] Way past the days of Bombin' M.C's
[01:39.17] Sound off, Mumia gwan be free
[01:41.46] Who got 'em? Yo check the federal file
[01:43.95] All you pen devils know the trial was vile
[01:46.20] An army of pigs try to silence my style
[01:48.27] Off 'em all out that box
[01:49.41] It's my radio dial
[01:51.03] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[01:54.09] Turn that shit up
[01:55.59] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[02:00.13] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[02:03.20] Turn that shit up
[02:04.71] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[02:26.57] Come on
[02:34.33] Go, go, go-go, go-go
[02:45.32] It has to start somewhere, it has to start sometime
[02:49.62] What better place than here, what better time than now?
[02:55.26] All hell can't stop us now
[02:59.71] All hell can't stop us now
[03:04.09] All hell can't stop us now
[03:08.56] All hell can't stop us now
[03:17.49] All hell can't stop us now
[00:18.66] (Set it off)
[00:21.60] (Oh, oh)
[00:28.42] (Yeah)
[00:35.27] (Yo)
[00:37.55] Transmission third world war third round
[00:40.11] A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
[00:42.75] No shelter if you're lookin' for shade
[00:44.38] I lick shots at the brutal charade
[00:46.47] As the polls close like a casket
[00:48.56] On truth devoured
[00:49.68] Silent play in the shadow of power
[00:51.61] Spectacle monopolized
[00:53.88] Hold the reins, stole your eyes
[00:55.86] Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
[00:57.88] Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
[01:00.59] Spectacle monopolized
[01:02.88] Hold the reins, stole your eyes
[01:05.29] Fistagons
[01:06.33] Bullets and bombs
[01:07.32] Who stuff the banks
[01:08.43] And staff the party ranks
[01:10.05] More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
[01:12.11] None of the above, fuck it cut the cord
[01:14.58] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[01:17.71] Turn that shit up
[01:19.22] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[01:22.68] Come on
[01:23.74] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[01:26.89] Turn that shit up
[01:28.37] Lights out
[01:29.35] Guerrilla Radio
[01:32.42] Contact I highjacked the frequencies
[01:35.00] Blockin' the beltway
[01:36.00] Move on D.C.
[01:37.25] Way past the days of Bombin' M.C's
[01:39.17] Sound off, Mumia gwan be free
[01:41.46] Who got 'em? Yo check the federal file
[01:43.95] All you pen devils know the trial was vile
[01:46.20] An army of pigs try to silence my style
[01:48.27] Off 'em all out that box
[01:49.41] It's my radio dial
[01:51.03] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[01:54.09] Turn that shit up
[01:55.59] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[02:00.13] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[02:03.20] Turn that shit up
[02:04.71] Lights out, Guerrilla Radio
[02:26.57] Come on
[02:34.33] Go, go, go-go, go-go
[02:45.32] It has to start somewhere, it has to start sometime
[02:49.62] What better place than here, what better time than now?
[02:55.26] All hell can't stop us now
[02:59.71] All hell can't stop us now
[03:04.09] All hell can't stop us now
[03:08.56] All hell can't stop us now
[03:17.49] All hell can't stop us now