Freedom - Live at the Grand Olympic Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA - September 2000

Go!
Bring it up, bring it up now!

Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
Uh!
Come on!

You see, it's set up like a deck of cards
They're sending us to early graves
For all the diamonds

They use a pair of clubs to beat the spades
With poetry I paint the pictures that hit
More like the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get in front of it

Brother, did ya forget your name?
Did ya 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?

Your anger is a gift

Come back!

Sister, did ya forget your name?
Did ya lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe?
Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone
Come on
'Cause here now 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
Forget about yourself
Forget about your country
Forget about your history and just fight, and just fight

Your anger is a gift
Yeah! Yeah!

Bring that shit in!

Freedom...
Freedom...
Freedom...
Freedom!
Freedom! Follow me up!
Freedom! Follow me up!

Freedom!
Yeah!
Freedom!
Yeah!
Right!
Yeah!
Freedom!
Yeah!



Credits
Writer(s): Zack De La Rocha, Timothy Commerford, Brad Wilk, Thomas Morello
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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