Guerrilla Radio - Live at the Grand Olympic Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA - September 2000

Transmission third world war third round
 A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
 No shelter if you're looking for shade
 I lick shots at the brutal charade
 As the polls close like a casket on truth devoured
 A silent play on the shadow of power
 A spectacle monopolized
 The camera's eye on choice disguised
 Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
 Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
 It's a spectacle monopolized
 They hold the reins and stole your eyes
 The fistagons bullets and bombs
 Who stuff the banks and staff the party ranks
 More for Gore or the son of a drug lord
 None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord
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 Contact, I hijacked the frequencies
 Blockin' the beltway, move on DC
 Way past the days of bombin' MC's
 Sound off, Mumia go on be free
 Who gottem, yo check the federal file
 All you pen devils know the trial was vile
 An army of pigs trying to silence my style
 Off 'em all out that box it's my radio dial
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 It has to start somewhere
 It has to start sometime
 What better place than here?
 What better time than now?
 All hell can't stop us now!
 All hell can't stop us now!
 All hell can't stop us now!
 All hell can't stop us now!
 All hell can't stop us now!
 All hell can't stop us now!