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Rage Against The Machine - Wake Up (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zack de la Rocha
Zack de la Rocha
Vocals
Tom Morello
Tom Morello
Electric Guitar
Brad Wilk
Brad Wilk
Drums
C Timmy
C Timmy
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brad Wilk
Brad Wilk
Songwriter
Thomas B Morello
Thomas B Morello
Songwriter
Tim Commerford
Tim Commerford
Songwriter
Zack de la Rocha
Zack de la Rocha
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GGGarth Richardson
GGGarth Richardson
Producer
Stan Katayama
Stan Katayama
Recording Engineer
Jeff Sheehan
Jeff Sheehan
Assistant Engineer
Craig Doubet
Craig Doubet
Assistant Engineer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Mark Santangelo
Mark Santangelo
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Come on Come on, although you try to discredit You'll still never edit The needle, I'll thread it Radically poetic Standing with the fury that they had in '66 And like E-Double, I'm mad Still knee-deep in the system's shit Hoover, he was a body remover I'll give you a dose But it will never come close To the rage built up inside of me Fist in the air, in the land of hypocricy Movements come and movements go Leaders speak, movements cease When their heads are flown 'Cause all these punks got bullets in their heads Departments of police (what?) the judges (what?) the feds Networks at work, keeping people calm You know they went after King When he spoke out on Vietnam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot Yeah Yeah, back in this With poetry, my mind I flex Flip like Wilson, vocals never lacking that finesse Who I got to, who I got to do to wake you up? To shake you up, to break the structure up 'Cause blood still flows in the gutter I'm like taking photos Mad boy kicks open the shutter Set the groove Then stick and move like I was Cassius Rep the stutter step and left a bomb upon the fascists Yeah, the several federal man Who pulled schemes on the dream And put it to an end You better beware Of retribution with mind war 20-20 visions and murals with metaphors Networks at work keeping people calm You know they murdered X And tried to blame it on Islam He turned the power to the have-nots And then came the shot What was the price on his head? What was the price on his head? I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard a shot I think I heard, I think I heard a shot (He may be a real contender for this position) (Should he abandon his opposed obediance to the white-liberal doctrine of non-violence) (And embrace black nationalism) (Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to pinpoint potential trouble-makers and neutralize them) (Through counter-intelligence it should be possible to pinpoint potential trouble-makers and neutralize them) (And neutralize them, and neutralize them) Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up Wake up How long? Not long, 'cause what you reap is what you sow
Writer(s): Timothy Commerford, Zack M De La Rocha, Brad J Wilk, Tom Morello Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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