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Mic Chick - Rage Against The Machine

                    To tha young r to tha e tha b to tha e tha l 
Never give up just live up 
Fed upon america 
We be spittin' it up 
Rippin' it up 
For an even amount in each cup 
To my brothers burning bare feet on black top 
Whose curled 'neath tha shadows 
From tha gaze of tha cops 
Whose huntin' for 9 to 5's through factory locks 
Is now hunted on this modern day auction block 

Flexin' and mashin' 
With complex text 
Fast and in a fashion 
That snap back necks 
Quicker than a fed cash tha company checks 
Come with tha fire only marley could catch 
This be tha flame in tha cellar beware 
Nameless cold millions gaspin' for air 
Those naked and wageless 
Now scream within cages 
They make you pull your shit 
Just to get your share 

With this mic device 
I spit nonfiction 
Who got tha power 
This be my question 
Tha mass of tha few 
In this torn nation? 
Tha priest tha book or tha congregation? 
Tha politricks who rob and hold down your zone? 
Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes? 
Tha pig who's free to murder one 
Shucklak 
Or survivors who make a move and murder one back?