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yes, the picture's the same\n  There's a bank, there's a church, a myth and a hearse\n  A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth\n  There's a widow pig parrot, a rebel to tame\n  A white-hooded judge, a syringe and a vein\n  And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard\n\n  What you say, what you say, what you say, what?\n  What you say, what you say, what you say, what?\n  What you say, what you say, what you say, what?\n  What you say, what you say, what you say, what?\n\n  I'm calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n  I'm calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n\n  This ain't subliminal, feel the critical mass approach horizon\n  Pulse of the condemned, sound off America's demise\n  The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, yes, I spit fire\n  Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires\n  Yes, back through the shanties and the cities remains\n  Same bodies buried hungry (uh-huh), but with different last names (uh-huh)\n\n  Them vultures robbin' everyone, leave nothing but chains\n  Pick a point here at home, yes, the picture's the same\n  There's a field full of slaves, some corn and some debt\n  There's a ditch full of bodies, the check for the rent\n  There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone\n  The numb black screen that be feelin' like home\n  And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard\n\n  What you say, what you say, what you say, what?\n  What you say, what you say, what you say, what?\n  What you say, what you say, what you say, what?\n  What you say, what you say, what you say, what?\n\n  Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n  I'm calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n  Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n  Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n\n  Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n  Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n  Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n  Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite)\n  Calm like a bomb\n\n  There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill\n  There's a country's soul that reads post no bills\n  There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill\n  There's a right to obey and a right to kill\n  There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill\n  There's a country's soul that reads post no bills\n  There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill\n  'Cause there's a right to obey and there's the right to kill\n"}]