Zack De La Rocha Digging For Windows

Fuck that bright shit

The spot or the flashlights

We in L.A. ducking both

In the shadows with lead pipes

The days are all night

See if I pay Edison

No medicine

These blues ain’t more better when

My fever rise in the jungle

As quick as the price spikes

The days are all night

My future snapped like a rubber band

Off my fold on a hand to hand

He drew from his waist

I put two in his roof

And I can still hear his screams

All night

Now they ride their portfolios

Like rodeos

Rise every time my cherry glows

On the end of my cig as

The smoke blows through the bars

And the co’s laugh fades

As he strolls away

Says I gotta pay

Off that roll away

Or its fuck your visitation days

And I pop off so in solitaire

I dream of offing these Fred Astaires

And the skin off my fingers tear

We digging for windows here

Where the days are all night

This city’s a trap my partner

Under the lights of they choppers

Bodies tools for they coffers

Not worth the cost of our coffins

I stare at a future so toxic

No trust in the dust of a promise

Won’t mark the name on a ballot

So they can be free to devour our options

And just like you I’m a target

Ill defined by the guap in my pocket

But the stage make figures

As quick as it off em

What Marley and Pac get?

I put these caps in capitals

Leave minds blazed in they capitols

I step with a fury so actual fact

That my offense could be capital

We digging for windows here

Zack De La Rocha C.I.A.

[KRS-One:]

Yea yea yea yea yea!

KRS-One comin’ through, Big Zack, Last Emperor

WOOP WOOP! Ha hah, that’s the sound of EMS

Ha hah, Last Emperor, KRS

Ha hah, Big Zack you know the rest

Now we gonna come down like this now, hold tight all crew

LISTEN!!

[Zack de la Rocha:]

This voice shatters the calm of the day, like an alarm

To wake up bright anew, and take up arms

Cause more is necessary than vocabulary war

Cause the toxic rock imports, gettin on your door

C.I.A. I see ya later, cause your time is comin soon

I flip the shit like Pacino and it’s your Dog Day Afternoon

Attica Attica, drug agents your bring your static-a

My alphabet will slash that neck and flip you, automatica

Dramatic, like Ali Shaheed Muhammed brought the vibe

I bring the sun at Red Dawn upon the thoughts of Frantz Fanon

So stand at attention, devil dirge

You never survive choosing sides against the wretched of the earth

The infiltrator, tribe intoxicator, people incarcerator

Liberation movement annihilator

We got you clocked pushin rocks and it fail

We got brothers troopin subways like the Ho Chi Manh trail

We got the truth data, Last Emperor, KRS and

History manifested, tomorrow next lesson

[All together, with samples:]

YOU CLAIM I’M SELLIN CRACK, BUT YOU BE DOIN’ THAT

[KRS-One:] You, claim, you claim, you, you claim, claim

You claim I’m sellin crack but you be doin’ that

[Zach:] You know the cops they got a network for the toxic rock

YOU CLAIM I’M SELLIN CRACK, BUT YOU BE DOIN’ THAT

[Big L:] So get that flashlight out of my face

[KRS-One:] You, you, you claim I’m sellin crack but you be doin’ that

The Last Emperor, KRS-One, and Big Zack

[The Last Emperor:]

As free market capitalism and technology expands

The third world’s fertile soil becomes a desert wasteland

So it takes bands to, demand the, government provide answers

When Lady Liberty has me Bewitched like Samantha

And poverty is one of the most malignant forms of cancer

To all my Black Magic romancers and acid rain dancers

Develop close ties like Jerry Seinfeld and George Costanza

We fear no man and throw jams

That attack counterintelligence programs

Exciting like the epic adventures of Conan (hah!)

I colonize minds like Zaire by the Belgians

Now what the hell is the problem with this system and what it sells us

I bring ancient relics like Wyclef did to Zealots

I saw an Iron Curtain called hip-hop and got it open like Boris Yeltsin

Whirlwind, tornadoes, in the rain forest if you say so (whosssshhh)

KRS and The Last Emperor like the Green Hornet and Kato

Zach de la Rocha brings the enraged flow, but all three drop science

And become the most powerful alliance since NATO

[All together, with samples:]

YOU CLAIM I’M SELLIN CRACK, BUT YOU BE DOIN’ THAT

[KRS-One:] You, claim, you claim, you, you claim, claim

You claim I’m sellin crack but you be doin’ that

[Zach:] You know the cops they got a network for the toxic rock

YOU CLAIM I’M SELLIN CRACK, BUT YOU BE DOIN’ THAT

[Big L:] So get that flashlight out of my face

[KRS-One:] You, you, you claim I’m sellin crack but you be doin’ that

The Last Emperor, KRS-One, and Big Zack

[KRS-One:]

Need I say the C.I.A. be Criminals In Action

Cocaine crack unpackin’, high surveillance trackin’

Prominant blacks and whites givin’ orders for mass slaughters

I want all my daughters to be like Maxine Waters

When they flooded the streets with crack cocaine

I was like Noah, now they lower cause the whole cold war is over

Communism fell to the dollars you were grabbin’ it

All the assault and batterin’ in the name of intelligence gatherin’?

Now it’s karma you battlin’, a losin’ fight

I chose the mic to recite ignite light in the night, aight?

We should beat em, President Clinton should delete em

It’s not hard, the C.I.A. simply has no more job

Oh my Goddess, mother, you can fix this

We rock over mixes not six six sixes

Yo this is, the message, to all that can hear it

If you got secret information now’s the time to share it

Call your Congresswoman, your senator, your mayor

It’s time for all the scholars to unite with all the players

Rearrangin’, see times are definitely changin’ G

They used to tap the phone, now they tappin while you pagin me

It’s crazy B, yet it’s plain to see, who the enemy

Who’s left the NRA, The ATF, the AMA

Okay okay, it’s all irrelevant, cause in the new millenium

There’ll be no Central Intelligence

[Outro:]

Uh, yea, uh, yea

Throw your hands up

You know whassup kid, throw your hands up

Ha hah yeah, hah hah, yeah