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Transmission world war third round
A decade of the of sound above ground
No shelter if lookin' for shade
I lick shots at the brutal
As the close like a casket
On truth
A play in the shadow of power
A spectacle
The eyes on choice disguised
Was it for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and
Yes a monopolized
They hold the and stole your eyes
Or the
The bullets and
Who the banks
Who staff the party
for Gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above it cut the cord

out
Guerrilla Radio, turn shit up
out
Guerrilla Radio, turn shit up
out
Guerrilla Radio, turn shit up
out
Guerrilla

Contact I highjacked the
Blockin' the
on D.C.
Way past the of Bombin' M.C.'s
off Mumia guan be free
Who gottem yo check the federal
All you pen devils know the was vile
An army of pigs try to my style
Off 'em all out box
It's my radio

out
Guerrilla Radio, turn that up
out
Guerrilla Radio, turn that up
out
Guerrilla Radio, turn shit up
out
Guerrilla Radio, that shit up

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

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