Digging For Windows Lyrics - Zack De La Rocha

Fuck that bright shit 

The spot or the flashlights 

We in L.A. ducking both 

In the shadows with lead pipes 

The days are all night 

See if I pay Edison 

No medicine 

These blues ain't more better when 

My fever rise in the jungle 

As quick as the price spikes 

The days are all night 

My future snapped like a rubber band 

Off my fold on a hand to hand 

He drew from his waist 

I put two in his roof 

And I can still hear his screams 

All night 

Now they ride their portfolios 

Like rodeos 

Rise every time my cherry glows 

On the end of my cig as 

The smoke blows through the bars 

And the co's laugh fades 

As he strolls away 

Says I gotta pay 

Off that roll away 

Or its fuck your visitation days 

And I pop off so in solitaire 

I dream of offing these Fred Astaires 

And the skin off my fingers tear 

We digging for windows here 

Where the days are all night 

This city's a trap my partner 

Under the lights of they choppers 

Bodies tools for they coffers 

Not worth the cost of our coffins 

I stare at a future so toxic 

No trust in the dust of a promise 

Won't mark the name on a ballot 

So they can be free to devour our options 

And just like you I'm a target 

Ill defined by the guap in my pocket 

But the stage make figures 

As quick as it off em 

What Marley and Pac get? 

I put these caps in capitals 

Leave minds blazed in they capitols 

I step with a fury so actual fact 

That my offense could be capital