Rage Against the Machine - Fistful of Steel lyrics
[Rage Against the Machine - Fistful of Steel lyrics]
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Silence, something about silence
Makes me sick
'Cause silence can be violent sorta
Like a slit wrist if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push the button
But if ya bowin' down
Then let me do the cuttin'
Some speak the sounds but
Speak in silent voices
Like radio is silent though it
Fills the air with noises
Its transmissions bring submission as ya
Mold to the unreal
And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel yeah
And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
('Cause I know the power of the question)
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
(And I won't stop 'cause I know
The power of the question)
It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins
If ya will it, I will spill it and ya out
Just as quick as ya came
Not a silent one, but a defiant one
Never a normal one 'cause I'm the bastard son
With the visions of the move
Vocals not to soothe
But to ignite and put in
Flight my sense of militance
Groovin', playin' that game called survival
The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
Give you a glimpse of
The reality I'm grippin'
Steppin' into the jam and
I'm slammin' like Shaquille
Mad boy grips the microphone with
A fistful of steel yeah
And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
('Cause I know the power of the question)
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
(And I won't stop 'cause I know
The power of the question) aw shit
(And I won't stop
'cause I know the power of the question)
And if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push the button
But if you're bowin' down
Then let me do the cuttin' yeah
Come on
A 44 full of bullets face full of pale
Eyes full of empty a stare full of nails
The roulette ball rolls alone on the wheel
A mind full of fire and a fistful of steel
And if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push the button
But if you're bowin' down
Then let me do the cuttin'
Yeah with a fistful of steel, uh
Come on uh, with a fistful of steel
Uh
Uh!
Silence, something about silence
Makes me sick
'Cause silence can be violent sorta
Like a slit wrist if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push the button
But if ya bowin' down
Then let me do the cuttin'
Some speak the sounds but
Speak in silent voices
Like radio is silent though it
Fills the air with noises
Its transmissions bring submission as ya
Mold to the unreal
And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel yeah
And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
('Cause I know the power of the question)
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
(And I won't stop 'cause I know
The power of the question)
It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins
If ya will it, I will spill it and ya out
Just as quick as ya came
Not a silent one, but a defiant one
Never a normal one 'cause I'm the bastard son
With the visions of the move
Vocals not to soothe
But to ignite and put in
Flight my sense of militance
Groovin', playin' that game called survival
The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
Give you a glimpse of
The reality I'm grippin'
Steppin' into the jam and
I'm slammin' like Shaquille
Mad boy grips the microphone with
A fistful of steel yeah
And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
('Cause I know the power of the question)
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
(And I won't stop 'cause I know
The power of the question) aw shit
(And I won't stop
'cause I know the power of the question)
And if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push the button
But if you're bowin' down
Then let me do the cuttin' yeah
Come on
A 44 full of bullets face full of pale
Eyes full of empty a stare full of nails
The roulette ball rolls alone on the wheel
A mind full of fire and a fistful of steel
And if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push the button
But if you're bowin' down
Then let me do the cuttin'
Yeah with a fistful of steel, uh
Come on uh, with a fistful of steel
Uh