Rage Against The Machine - Fistful Of Steel Lyrics
Huh!Check it...uggh!SilenceSomething about silence makes me sickcause silence can be violentSorta like a slit wristIf the vibe was suicideThen you would push da buttonBut if ya bowin downThen let me do the cuttinSome speak the soundsBut speak in silent voicesLike radio is silentThough it fills the air with noisesIts transmissions bring submissionAs ya mold to the unrealAnd mad boy grips the microphoneWit a fistful of steelYeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphoneWit a fistful of steelWit a fistful of steel(cause I know the power of the question)Wit a fistful of steelWit a fistful of steel(and I wont stop cause I know the power of the question)Its time to flow like the fluid in ya veinsIf ya will it, I will spill itAnd ya out just as quick as ya cameNot a silent oneBut a defiant oneNever a normal onecause Im the bastard sonWith the visions of the moveVocals not to sootheBut to ignite and put in flightMy sense of militanceGroovin, playin this game called survivalThe status, the elite, the enemy, the rivalThe silent sheep slippin, riffin, trippinGive ya a glimpse of the reality Im grippinSteppin into the jam and Im slammin like shaquilleMad boy grips the microphoneWit a fistful of steelYeah...and mad boy grips the microphoneWit a fistful of steelWit a fistful of steel(cause I know the power of the question)Wit a fistful of steelWit a fistful of steel(and I wont stop cause I know the power of the question)Ahh shitAnd I wont stop cause I know the power of the questionAnd if the vibe was suicideThen you would push da buttonBut if ya bowin downThen let me do the cuttin`Yeah!Come on!A .44 full of bulletsFace full of paleEyes full of emptyA stare full of nailsThe roulette ball rolls alone on the wheelA mind full of fireAnd a fistful of steelAnd if the vibe was suicideThen you would push da buttonBut if ya bowin downThen let me do the cuttinYeah! wit a fistful of steel!Come on!Uggh!Wit a fistful of steel!Uggh!
