Popup

Rage Against The Machine
Bombtrack

Numéro de la piste Titre Classement Nombre d'écoutes Télécharger Ajouter à mon blog Actions
1 Bombtrack
877 lectures
2 Bulls on Parade (live)
297 lectures
3 Microphone Fiend
235 lectures
4 Sleep Now in the Fire
391 lectures

Tu n'as pas la bonne version de Flash pour utiliser le player Skyrock Music.
Clique ici pour installer Flash.

Rage Against The Machine

Rage Against The Machine
Rage Against the Machine (alias Rage ou RATM) est un groupe de rock américain, qui mélange des styles comme le metal, le rap et le funk. Originaire de Los Angeles en Californie, il a été créé en 1990 par Tom Morello (guitare) et Zack de La Rocha (chant rap). Avec l'arrivée de Tim Commerford (basse) et Brad Wilk (batterie), le groupe va marquer les années 1990 jusqu'à sa dissolution en 2000[1]. Le groupe se reforme en janvier 2007 pour le festival de Coachella et est en tournée pour l'année 2008 dans divers festivals tels que Rock en seine.

Le groupe se caractérise principalement par la rythmique des paroles signées de La Rocha, les effets de guitare de Morello et les prises de position politique dans et en-dehors de la sphère musicale (contre le racisme, le capitalisme et la mondialisation). Plutôt orienté vers l'extrême gauche], RATM est connu pour ses nombreuses revendications et son appui à différents mouvements de revendication sociaux et musicaux.

# Posté le mercredi 13 août 2008 17:08

Modifié le mercredi 13 août 2008 17:19

MP3 : Rage Against the Machine / Bombtrack (1992)

Rage Against the Machine / Bombtrack (1992)

[ Ecouter ce morceau ] [ Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog ]

  • Titre : Bombtrack
  • Album : Rage Against the Machine
  • Année : 1992

Paroles :

It's just another bombtrack
And suckas be thinkin' that they can fade it
But I'm going to drop it at a higher level
'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down
Hand out some beat-downs
Cold runna train on punk ho's that
Think they run the game
But I learned to burn that bridge and delete
Those who compete at a level that's obsolete
Instead I warm my hands on the flames of the flag
As I recall our downfall
And the business' that burned us all
See through the news and views that twist reality
Enough
I call the bluff
Manifest destiny

Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch 'em burn

The thoughts of a militant mind
Hardline, hardline after hardline

Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch 'em burn


Chorus:
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn
Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn

Another funky radical bombtrack
Started as a sketch in my notebook
But now dope hooks make punks take another look
My thoughts youhear and you begin to fear
That ya card will get pulled if you interfere
With the thoughts of a militant mind
Hardline, hardline after hardline

Landlords and power whores
On my people they took turns
Dispute the suits I ignite
And then watch 'em burn

# Posté le mercredi 13 août 2008 17:13

MP3 : Live At The Grand Olympic Auditorium / Bulls on Parade (live) (2003)

Live At The Grand Olympic Auditorium  / Bulls on Parade (live) (2003)

[ Ecouter ce morceau ] [ Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog ]

  • Titre : Bulls on Parade (live)
  • Album : Live At The Grand Olympic Auditorium
  • Année : 2003

Paroles :

This microphone explodes, shattering
the molds
Ya either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha
Fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha
Bodies drop
Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this
a co-opt
Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of
Tha power dons
That five sided fist-a-gon
Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets
bigger
Tha triggers cold empty ya purse
They rally round tha family
With a pocket full of shells
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a
library
Line up to tha mind cemetary
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an
movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove
'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells
Rally round tha family
With a pocket full of shells
Bulls on parade

# Posté le mercredi 13 août 2008 17:21

MP3 : The Battle of Los Angles / Sleep Now in the Fire (1999)

The Battle of Los Angles / Sleep Now in the Fire (1999)

[ Ecouter ce morceau ] [ Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog ]

  • Titre : Sleep Now in the Fire
  • Album : The Battle of Los Angles
  • Année : 1999

Paroles :

The world is my expense..
The cost of my desire..
Jesus blessed me with its future..
And I protect it with fire..
So raise your fists and march around
Just don't take what you need
I'll jail and bury those committed
And smother the rest in greed!
Crawl with me into tomorrow
Or I'll drag you to your grave
I'm deep inside your children
They'll betray you in my name!

Hey! HEY!!
SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE!!
Hey! HEY!!
SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE!!

The lie is my expense..
The scope with my desire..
The party blessed me with its future..
And I protect it with fire
I am the Nina, the Pinta, the Santa...Maria
The noose and the rapist, the fields' overseer
The agents of orange, the priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire...Sleep Now In The Fire!

Hey! HEY!!
SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE!!
Hey! HEY!!
SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE!!

For it's the end of history..
It's caged and frozen still..
There is no other pill to take..
So swallow the one...that makes you ill
The Nina, the Pinta, the Santa...Maria
The noose and the rapist, the fields' overseer
The agents of orange, the priests of Hiroshima
The cost of my desire...Sleep Now In The Fire!

YEAAAAAAAAAH!!

SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE!!
SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE!!
SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE!!
SLEEP NOW IN THE FIRE!!

# Posté le mercredi 13 août 2008 17:26

MP3 : Renegades / Microphone Fiend (2000)

Renegades / Microphone Fiend (2000)

[ Ecouter ce morceau ] [ Ajouter ce morceau à mon blog ]

  • Titre : Microphone Fiend
  • Album : Renegades
  • Année : 2000

Paroles :

Yo, I was a FIEND before I became a teen
I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Shot grabbed the mic and try to say, " Yes y'all!"
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
COOL, 'Cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the another one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm Raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, cause it's sort of...an addiction
Magnetized by the mixing..

E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T , a smooth operator operating correctly


..But back to the problem, I gotta habit
You can't solve it, you silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when -
I fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of
unawareness? Beware, it's the reanamator!
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assasinator, if the people ain't stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone....

Cause I take it to the maximum, I can't relax see, I'm
Hype as a hyperchrondriac 'cause the rap be one
HELL of a antidote, something you can't smoke
More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up! You should have backed up!
For those who act up need to be more than smacked up!

E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T , a smooth operator operating correctly

A smooth operator operating correctly!
A smooth operator operating correctly!
A smooth operator operating correctly!
A smooth operator operating correctly!
Uh!

Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
It fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
It fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated

[*whispering starts to build up to saying*]
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
It fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated ...complicated
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated ...originated
It fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated! ...complicated

MUSIC ORIENTATED SO WHEN HIP-HOP WAS ORIGINATED
IT FITTED LIKE PIECES OF PUZZLES, COMPLICATED!
MUSIC ORIENTATED SO WHEN HIP-HOP WAS ORIGINATED
IT FITTED LIKE PIECES OF PUZZLES, COMPLICATED!

Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly
An E-F-F-E-C-T , a smooth operator operating correctly

A smooth operator operating correctly!
A smooth operator operating correctly!
A smooth operator operating correctly!
'Cause I'm an E-F-F-E-C-T!

# Posté le mercredi 13 août 2008 17:33