Roll Right Rage Against the Machine
"Roll Right" by Rage Against the Machine, released in 2000, is a #Rock song that critiques societal oppression and corporate greed. The lyrics convey a sense of rebellion and empowerment, urging listeners to challenge authority. Musically, it features heavy guitar riffs and aggressive vocals, embodying the band's signature sound. Its cultural impact resonates with anti-establishment movements.
[Intro]
Mic check and one, two, one, two
Mic check and one, two
Mic check and one, two, one, two
[Verse 1]
Lick off the shot, my stories shock ya like Ellison
Mainline adrenaline, Gaza to Tienanmen
From the basement I'm dwellin' in
I cock back the sling to stone a settler
Breaks him off clean, call me the upsetter
Here comes the hands on the leashes, the cross
The capital, the pale families, the fear, and the mouthpieces
The single sista lynch, the cell doors crash
The master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo
[Chorus]
Roll right, roll call
But now we're alright, we're all calm
Roll right, roll call
But now we're alright, we're all calm
[Verse 2]
This hits like fists, bomb with the left and don't miss
With the sickest stilo, I spark fear like pigs in the park
Head crack, I hijack the papers
The vapors caught fire up in your mind, come back, rewind one time
Here comes the hands on the leashes, the cross
The capital, the pale families, the fear, and the mouthpieces
The single sista lynch, the cell doors crash
The master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo
Mic check and one, two, one, two
Mic check and one, two
Mic check and one, two, one, two
[Verse 1]
Lick off the shot, my stories shock ya like Ellison
Mainline adrenaline, Gaza to Tienanmen
From the basement I'm dwellin' in
I cock back the sling to stone a settler
Breaks him off clean, call me the upsetter
Here comes the hands on the leashes, the cross
The capital, the pale families, the fear, and the mouthpieces
The single sista lynch, the cell doors crash
The master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo, echo
[Chorus]
Roll right, roll call
But now we're alright, we're all calm
Roll right, roll call
But now we're alright, we're all calm
[Verse 2]
This hits like fists, bomb with the left and don't miss
With the sickest stilo, I spark fear like pigs in the park
Head crack, I hijack the papers
The vapors caught fire up in your mind, come back, rewind one time
Here comes the hands on the leashes, the cross
The capital, the pale families, the fear, and the mouthpieces
The single sista lynch, the cell doors crash
The master's drums echo, echo, echo, echo, echo
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