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Transmission third world war third
Decade of the weapon of sound ground
No if you're looking for shade
I shots at the brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket on truth
Silent play in the of power a spectacle monopolized
The camera's eyes on choice

Was it for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the who thirst for blood and oil?
Yes a spectacle
They hold the reins, stole your
All the the bullets and bombs
Who the banks and staff the party ranks?
for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the fuck it cut the cord

Lights out radio
Turn that up
Lights out radio
Turn shit up
Lights out guerilla
Turn that up
Lights out radio

I hijacked the frequencies blockin' the beltway
Move on DC way the days of bombin' MCs
Sound off Mumia guan be
Who gott 'em yo the federal file
All you pendejos know the was vile
Army of pigs try to silence my
Off 'em all out box it's my radio dial

Lights out guerilla
Turn shit up
Lights out guerilla
that shit up
Lights out guerilla
Turn that up
Lights out radio

It has to somewhere, it had to start sometime
What better place here, what better time than now

All can't stop us now, all hell can't stop us now
All can't stop us now, all hell can't stop us now
All hell can't stop us now, all can't stop us now