Mic Check Lyrics - The Battle Of Los Angeles - Rage Against The Machine

Oh wait a minute now 

Ha aha c'mon 

Wait a minute now 

Check 

To the young R to the E the B to the E the L 

Never give up just live up fed upon America 

I be spittin' it up rippin' it up even amount in each cup 

To my brothers burning bare feet on black top 

Whose curled neath the shadows from the gaze of the cops 

Whose huntin' for 9 to 5's through factory locks 

Is now hunted on this modern day auction block 

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Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? 

Te te te te te huh 

Back in 

Flexin' and mashin' with complex text 

Fast and in a fashion that snap back necks 

Quicker than a fed cash the company checks 

Huh, I be the fire only Marley could catch 

Yes, I be the flame in the cellar beware 

Where nameless cold millions gaspin' for air 

The naked and wage less scream within cages, huh 

They make you pull your shit just to get your share, what? 

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Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? 

Huh go, huh go, huh go, huh go 

Huh go, huh go, huh go, huh go 

Huh go, huh go, huh go, huh go 

Huh go, huh go, huh go, huh go 

Welcome down with the warrior sound, uh 

With this mic device I spit nonfiction 

Who got the power this be my question 

The mass or the few in this torn nation? 

The priest, the book or the congregation? 

Politricks who rob and hold down your zone? 

Or those who give the thieves the key to their homes? 

The pig who's free to murder one Shucklak 

Or survivors who make a move and murder one back? 

This mic device I spit nonfiction 

Who got the power this be my question 

The mass of the few In this torn nation? 

The priest, the book or the congregation? 

Politricks who rob and hold down your zone? 

Or those who give the thieves the key to their homes? 

The pig who's free to murder one Shucklak 

Or survivors who make a move and murder one back? 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what? 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker 

Mic check, ha aha 

I be the anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, what?