Wake Up lyrics

Come on!

Ugh!

Come on

Although ya try to discredit

Ya still never edit

The needle, I'll thread it

Radically poetic

Standin' with the fury that they had in '66

And like E-Double, I'm mad

Still knee-deep in the system's shit

Hoover, he was a body remover

I'll give you a dose

But it could never come close

To the rage built up inside of me

Fist in the air in the land of hypocrisy

Movements come and movements go

Leaders speak, movements cease

When their heads are flown

'Cause all these punks

Got bullets in their heads

Departments of police, (what?)

the judges, (what?) the Feds

Networks at work keepin' people calm

You know they went after King

When he spoke out on Vietnam

He turned the power to the have-nots

And then came the shot

Yeah!

Yeah, back in this

Wit' poetry, my mind I flex

Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat finesse

What do I got to, what do I got to do to wake you up,

To shake you up, to break the structure up

'Cause blood still flows in the gutter

I'm like takin' photos

Mad boy kicks open the shutter

Set the groove

Then stick and move like I was Cassius

Rep the stutter step

Then bomb a left upon the fascists

Yeah, the several federal men

Who pulled schemes on the dream

And put it to an end

Ya better beware

Of retribution with mind war

20/20 visions and murals with metaphors

Networks at work, keepin' people calm

You know they murdered X

And tried to blame it on Islam

He turned the power to the have-nots

And then came the shot

Ugh!

What was the price on his head?

What was the price on his head?

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard a shot

I think I heard, I think I heard a shot

[Spoken:]

He may be a real contender for this position should he

abandon his supposed obediance to white liberal doctrine

of non-violence and embrace black nationalism.

Through counter-intelligence, it should be possible to

pinpoint potential troublemakers and neutralize them.

Through counter-intelligence, it should be possible to

pinpoint potential troublemakers and neutralize them...

and neutralize them, and neutralize them.

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!

How long? Not long, 'cause what you reap is what you sow

• Artist:Rage Against the Machine
• Album:Rage Against the Machine (1992)