Transmission third world war third round
No shelter if you're looking for shade
I lick shots at the bullet's charade
As the doors close like a casket
All truth devoured
Silent play in the shadow of power
A spectacle
Monopolize
They characterize our choice disguise

...thirst for blood and oil
Yes a spectacle
Monopolize
Behold the rage
Stole your eyes
On a fist of guns
The bullets to bombs
Who stuff the bags snap the party ranks
Son of a drug lord
None of the above
Cut the cord
Lights out, guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, guerrilla radio
Contact to hijack the free MCs
...DC
Way past the days of Harlem
MCs sound off
Mumia caught, please free
Who caught him
Yo, check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was wild
Army of pigs trying to silence my style
...my radio dial
Lights out, guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Lights out, guerrilla radio
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now
Oh hell can't stop us now
Oh hell can't stop us now
Oh hell can't stop us now
Oh hell can't stop us now
Oh hell can't stop us now
Oh hell can't stop us now