Lyrics- Evil Empire


People of the Sun


Since 1516 mind attacked and overseen, now
Crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream

They're borders and boots on top of us, pullin'
Knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis 
So how you gonna get what you need ta get?
Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet
When the fifth sun sets get back reclaim, tha 
Spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed 
Face tha funk now blastin' out ya 
Speaker, on the one Maya, Mexica 
That vulture came ta try and steal ya name but 
Now you found a gun 
This is for the People of the Sun 

It's comin' back around again 
This is for the people of the sun

Neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back, ya 
Spine cracked for tabacco, oh I'm the Marlboro Man 
Our past blastin' on through that versers,
Bridgades of taxi cabs rollin' broadway like Hearses 
Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, 
Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist
Tha new era of terror check this pronto lens, tha 
City of angels does tha ethnic cleanse 

Heads bobbin' to that funk out ya 
Speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica 
That vulture came ta try an steal ya name but now
You found a gun... You're history 

This is for the People of the Sun 
It's comin' back around again 
This is for the people of the sun 

Bulls on Parade


This microphone explodes, shattering the molds
Ya either drop tha hits like de la o or get tha
Fuck off tha commode 

Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha 
Bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-opt

Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of 
Tha power dons, that five sided fist-a-gon

Tha rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse 

They rally round the family with a pocket full of shells 

Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes, 
Not need, just feed tha war cannibal animal 
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind Cemetary 

What we don't know keeps the contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em

While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells 
Rally round the family, pocket full of shells
Rally around the family with a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade

Vietnow


Turn off tha radio, nah fuck it 
Turn it off, fear is your only god 
On tha radio, nah fuck it 
Turn it off, fear is your only god 
On tha radio, nah fuck it 
Your savior's my guillotine, crosses 
And kerosine 

Merge on tha networks, slagin' nerve gas
Up jump tha boogie then bang, 
Let 'em hang 
While tha paranoid try ta stuff tha void 
Let's capture this am mayhem

Undressed, and blessed by the Lord 
Tha power pedulum swings by tha 
Umbillical cord 

Shock around the clock, from noon 
'Til noon 
Men grabbin' they mics, and stuff 'em into tha
Womb 

Terror tha product ya push 
Well I'm a truth addict, oh shit I gotta head
Rush 
Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes
Thrown from tha throat, new cages an scapegoats

Undressed and blesses by tha lord 
Tha same devil that run around managua wit a sword
Check tha new style that ollie found 

I tune in wit a bullet ta shut down 
Tah devil sound 
Tha program of Vietnow 

Flex tha cerebellum, fire 
Somebody gotta shell 'em
Those evil angels lists, hittin' tha am 
Playlost, paid ta say this 
That one inhuman, illegal, signle woman tha one 
Without a room 
The transmission wippin' our backs
Comin' down like bats from Stacey Coon
Terror tha product ya push 
Well I'm a truth addict oh shit I got a head rush

Tha sheep tremble an here come tha votes 
Throw from tha throat, new cages and scapegoats
One caution tha mics a detonate unwound ta
Shutdown tha devil sound 
Check tha heads bow in Vietnow

Is all the world jails and churches? 

Revolver


His spit is worth more than her work
Pass the purse to the pugilist 
He's a prizefighter 
He brought rings and he owns kin
And now he's swingin' 
And now he's the champion 

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? 

Revolver 
A spotless domain 
Hides festering hopes she's certain there's more 
Pictures of fields without fences 
Her body numbs as he aproaches the door 

Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? 
Revolver 

Snakecharmer


Satelites are mirrors and a man without a home
A horse and a rider and a clever cunning killer
Silent in error and vocal in spotlights
Lying always sucking on a bottle of that sweet
Indulgent fluid
Oh greed oh yes
Your friendship as a fog
That disappears when the wind redirects
You, yes you
A father's expectations, soul soaked in spit and
Urine
And you gotta make it where
To a sanctuary that's only a fragile american
Hell
An empty dream
A selfish, horrific vision
Passed on like the deadliest of viruses
Crushinh you
So have no illusions boy
AVomit up all ideals and serve
Sleep and wake, and serve
Don't think just wake and serve
Your friendship is a fog
That disappears when the wind redirects
You interested in you, interested in you
Interested in you, interested in you
Interested in you, interested in you

Tire Me


Yeah ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me
I can see you in front of me, front of me 
Ya tryin' ta tire me, tire me 
Why don't you get from in front of me

She's got everyone's eyes 
In every home there's a sickening distress 
Of roll that film she's a precious, a precious one 
But we're all gonna...... nah we're already dead! We're already dead! 

And those colorful words for tha laos frontierman
Who passed away with the truth
Amidst tha eulogues of bliss
Who will know now what I know about you
Now that history's a flowery cancerous mess 
...........a mess 

Nah let's see it broken, bloody, and undresses! 
We're already dead! 

I wanna be Jackie Onassis 
I wanna wear a pair of dark sunglasses 
I wanna be Jackie O 
Oh, Oh , Oh please don't die 

We're already dead 

Down Rodeo


Bagin' this bolo tight on this solo flight
Can't fight alone
Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family Stone
Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home
Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop zone
The clockers born starin' at an empty plate 

Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face 
We hungry but them bully full 
The structure is set ya neva change it with aballot pull
In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock
Chool yard ta precint, suburb ta 
Project book 

Bosses broke south for new flesh and 
A factory floor 
The remains left chained to the poweder war 
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse 
So now I'm rollin' down rodeo wit a
Shot gun these people ain't seen a 
Brown skin man since their grandparents brought one

Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas
Get romantic 
They gonna send us campin' like they did my man
Fred Hampton 
Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat 
A ballots dead so bullets what I get 
A thousand years you had tha tools 
We should be takin' 'em 
Fuck tha G-ride I want the machines that are makin' 'em

Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn to 
Off the kings out that west side at dawn 
The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the tumor
One god, one market, one truth, one consumer
Just a quiet peaceful dance
For things we will never have 

Without a Face


Got no card so i got no soul, life is prison no
parole, no control 
Tha jura got my number on a wire tap, 'cause i
jack for similac, fuck a Cadillac

Survive one motive no hope ; 
Cause every sidewalk i walk is like a tightrope 
Yes i know my deadline sire, it's when my life expires
So i'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire
Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my grave
It's my life for their life so call it a free trade
For vida; and our name up on tha stall 

I took a death trip when i tried ta cross tha white wall 
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face 
I tried to look back ta my past long lost 
A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust 

Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop, flooded 
Tha trench he couldn's shake tha toxic shock 
Maize we all we neede to sustain, no her 
Golden skin burns, insecticide rain 
Ya down wit ddt yeah you know me, rapped for tha

grapes, profit for tha bourgois 
War tape boomin' path is luminoso, I'm headed
North like my name was kidcisco
To survive one motive no hope, it's hard ta 
Breathe wit wilson's hand around my throat 
Strangeled and mangled another SS
Curtain call, when i tried ta cross tha white wall
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face

You say fortify, reaction, you divine 
You say fortify, reaction, reaction 

Wind Below


Flip this capital eclipse 
Tha vocal tone has got'em sweatin' hey own apocalypse 
Yes, tha rebels of tha grains stand masterless 

Tha masked ones cap one nafta commin; with tha new disaster
And yes wi in wit tha wind an tha plan de ayala kin 
Are commin' back around again 
Tha slave driver saliva, one night power turns 
Them devils mouths dry, mexico burns

Here they come one by one killers of the new frontier 
To occupy, we lost in fear
We are the wind below 
We in wit the wind below 
Flip this capital eclipse 
Them bury life wit imf shifts, and poison lips 
Yo they talk it, while silicin' our veins so mark it 
From tha fincas, overseers, to them vultures payin' markets 
She ain't got nothin' but weapon and shawl 

She is Chol, Tzotzil, Tojolobal, Tzeltal, 
The tools are her tools, Ejidos and Ovaries 
She once suffocated, now through a barrel she breathes
She is the wind below 
We in wit the wind below 
She is the wind below 

All the shareholders gonna flex, and try ta annex the truth
While the new trust gonna flex, and cast therir image on you
G.E is gonna flex and annex the truth 
NBC is gonna flex and cast their image in you
Disney brought the fantasies and piles of eyes
And ABC'S new thrill rides trails and lies

And while the gut eaters strain to pull the mud from their mouths 
They force our ears to go deaf to the screams in the south 

Roll Right


Lick off the shot my stories shock ya like ellison
Main line adrenaline gaza to tineanmen from the basement i'mdwellin' in 
I cock back the sling to stone a settler and breaks hi off clean
Call me the upsetter here come the hands on the leashes 
The cross, the capital, the pale families, the fear and the mouthpieces 
The singel sista lynch the cell doors crash and the master's drum echo 

Roll right 
Roll call 

Now we're alright, we're all calm this hits like fists 
Bomb with the left and don't miss 
With the sickest stilo i spark fear in the pigs in the park
Head crack, i hijack the papers and the vapors

Caught fire up in your mind come back, rewind one time 
Here come the hands on the leashes 
The cross, the capital, the pale families, the fear and the mouthpieces

The singel sista lynch the cell doors crash and the master's drum echo 
Roll right 
Roll call 
Now we're alright 
We're all calm 

Year of tha Boomerang


Tha sistas are in so check tha front line 
Seems I spent the 80's in a Haiti state of mind 
Cast me in classes for electro shock 
Straight incarcerated, the curriculum a cell block 

I'm swimin' in half truths makes me want to spit 
Instructor come separate the healthy from tha sick 
Ya weigh me on a scale 
I'm smellin' burnt skin 
It's dark now in Dachau and I'm screaming from within 

Cause I'm cell locked in tha doctrines of tha right 
Enslaved by dogma, 
ya yalk about my birthrights
Yet at every turn I'm running into hell's gates 
So I grip the cannon like Fanon an pass tha shells to my classmates 

(Aww...power to the people!...)
Cause tha bosses right ta live is mine ta die
So I'm goin' out heavy sorta like Mount Tai
Wit tha five centuries of penitenturie 
So let the guilty hang.. 
.In the year of tha boomerang!

I got no property but yo I'm a piece of it 
So let the guilty hang 
In tha year of the boomerang! 

And now it's upon you