Storm, storm, storm, storm, storm

Blast this vision I sketch a warcrime can't rest
Across frequencies east to west-style
Our adrenaline
Let's tap the vein-made line resistance, meditate maintain
All the settled matter of cops scatter our blood loss
So matter of fact, no love lost
See me clock the steely lock, of mussolini's illogical, the minds of the flock
No line divides, violence and reason sold, this killin' season, is freezin'
So zero degrees and cold, there's 41 reasons to blast back,
No one followed Diallo to the brave, fade to black
I'm all city is heavy I drop elephant shit
Smear the face of a facist priest pope, hey
So to the mayor may I, say I, endorse the wholesale murder of your force, of course
Cuz pieces of myth in new york, burn in white rock star court,
Don't choke if you smell smoke, I dip my tongue in gun powder, then I clear my throat

The aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoody hide my eyes
The critics rush me like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm

I toss pieces of my syllables like Sulpha* Esumo*
Koma* yakibono*, yakizuna*
Numero uno
Buto* mehicano*
My angle is I dangle styles
For the flock to follow, too deep for the shallow
Superstitious niggers that get played like a tarot
Baseline strata will shatter your bone marrow
Blind they can't see me, bully me (??? ???)
No need to wonder how starters* became the pharoah*
Tongue acrobata, none fatter, never narrow
I shoot the sherrif, and beretta, and his pharoah
Like the gift like gad*, rip your ribcage hollow
Fuck the flame into your brain matter with the sharpest arrows

The aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoody hide my eyes
The critics rush me, like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
The aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoody hide my eyes
The critics rush me, like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm

Let's attract, let's attract, what, what, what
Let's attract, let's attract, what, what, what

From my mental sparks fly, why is do or die
Five-o got all the maggots so why can't I
Fly by fast like an assassin mashin'
Soon we'll see the beast reach for the sky
But for now I'll keep my mind sharp
We'll be them bad kids trackin* the park after dark
Lips* do flips never kick fiction
Two-thousand* clash* summer*, now face the guns* or bricks dog*
Break the fakes they'll never check reality
On it with Roni we devastate the scenery

Aggravator, two chips bidder, mod life goody while my hoody hide my eyes
The critics rush me, like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoody hide my eyes
The critics rush me, like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm

Storm, storm, storm, storm, storm
Enter the center of the storm
Storm, storm, storm, storm, storm

Our jurisdiction the world
Our jurisdiction the world
Our jurisdiction the world
Our jurisdiction the world

Blast, this vision I sketch a warcrime can't rest
Across frequencies east to west-style
Our adrenaline
Let's tap the vein-made line resistance, meditate maintain
All the settled matter of cops scatter our blood loss
So matter of fact, no love lost
See me clock the steely lock, of Mussolini's illogical, the minds of the flock
No line divides, violence and reason sold, this killin' season, is freezin'
So zero degrees and cold, there's 41 reasons to blast back,
No one followed Diallo to the brave, fade to black
I'm all city is heavy I drop elephant shit
Smear the face of a facist priest pope, hey
So to the mayor may I, say I, endorse the wholesale murder of your force, of course
Cuz pieces of myth in new york, burn in white rock star court,
Don't choke if you smell smoke, I dip my tongue in gun powder, then I clear my throat

The aggravator, two chips bidder, mob life goody while my hoody hide my eyes
The critics rush me like Salman Rushdie, as I
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm, with Size
Enter the center of the storm

Storm, storm, storm, storm, storm


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    General Commentfuck this is long!!!!
    Ronion June 16, 2002   Link
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    General CommentThe aggravator, two chips bidder?? i thought he sed true shit spitta.
    No one followed Diallo to the brave, fade to black ?? i thought he sed grave not brave. i cud be wrong
    kronologikalon September 23, 2002   Link
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    General Commentkronologikal, i think you are right.
    moe2000on May 03, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General CommentYeah you are right. Rapped by Zack de la Rocha. Great song.
    Calm Like a Bombon February 08, 2006   Link
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    General Commenti just heard this song for the first time, its amazing, i will always love zack, he can lay it down like no other.
    Predispositionon March 17, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General Commentwhite rock star court
    White Rassklart court
    if you ask me
    sk8erstuon June 14, 2006   Link
  • 0
    General CommentFive-o got all the maggots so why can't I

    should be

    Five-o got automatics so why can't I

    im sure of it
    vegancoceron July 13, 2006   Link
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    General CommentWhat fools? Seriously.

    "The aggravator. True shit spiiter. Mob like Goodie, while my hoodie hide my eyes."

    A reference I always took as a reference to the underground hip-hop movement Goodie MOB, as in "The GoodDie, M.ostly O.ver B.ullshit."

    I think these lryics all levels of fucked up, but it's a badass song nonetheless.
    trevorgonzoon September 20, 2006   Link
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    General CommentIncredible colaboration Size/De La Rocha.
    Just a little correction:
    In the second paragraph, just after the first chorus, Zack starts singing: "I toss pieces of my syllables like Sulpha, Esumo, Koma Yakibono Yakizuna Numero Uno Buto Mehicano..."
    Well its not Buto Mehicano, its Puro Mejicano (pure mexican). Its spanish (and im spanish) so i know that well :) Now im trying to translate the japanese words(Yakibono, yakizuna...).
    m0ntyon November 15, 2007   Link
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    General Comment'pieces of myth in new york'?????
    someone definately fucked most of these lyrics up...it's 'peace is a myth in new york'

    two chips bidder?? HAHAHAHAHA.. zack ALWAYS bets two chips. so hardcore

    i might just add that i'm seeing rage in melbourne at big day out in 5 days and then at festival hall 2 days after. sorry to those who've missed this once in a lifetime opportunity
    eucosison January 22, 2008   Link

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