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Fistful of steel
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Huh!
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Check it...uggh!
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Silence
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Something about silence makes me sick
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'Cause silence can be violent
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Sorta like a slit wrist
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If the vibe was suicide
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Then you would push da button
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But if ya bowin' down
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Then let me do the cuttin'
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Some speak the sounds
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But speak in silent voices
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Like radio is silent
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Though it fills the air with noises
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Its transmissions bring submission
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As ya mold to the unreal
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And mad boy grips the microphone
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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('Cause I know the power of the question)
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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(And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question)
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It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins
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If ya will it, I will spill it
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And ya out just as quick as ya came
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Not a silent one
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But a defiant one
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Never a normal one
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'Cause I'm the bastard son
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With the visions of the move
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Vocals not to soothe
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But to ignite and put in flight
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My sense of militance
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Groovin', playin' this game called survival
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The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
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The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
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Give ya a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin'
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Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille
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Mad boy grips the microphone
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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('Cause I know the power of the question)
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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Wit' a fistful of steel
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(And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question)
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Ahh shit
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And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question
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And if the vibe was suicide
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Then you would push da button
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But if ya bowin' down
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Then let me do the cuttin`
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Yeah!
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Come on!
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A .44 full of bullets
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Face full of pale
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Eyes full of empty
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A stare full of nails
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The roulette ball rolls alone on the wheel
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A mind full of fire
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And a fistful of steel
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And if the vibe was suicide
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Then you would push da button
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But if ya bowin' down
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Then let me do the cuttin'
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Yeah! Wit' a fistful of steel!
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Come on!
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Uggh!
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Wit' a fistful of steel!
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Uggh!
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Fistful of steel
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| rage against the machine |
