MARKED FOR DELETION - Cube lyrics

Transmission Third World War third round A decade of the weapon of sound above ground No shelter if you're looking for shade I lick shots at the brutal charade As the polls close like a casket On truth devoured Silent play in the shadow of power A spectacle monopolized The cameras eyes on choice disguised Was it cast for the ma** who burn and toil? Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? Yes, a spectacle monopolized They hold the reins, stole your eyes All the fistagons, the bullets and bombs Who stuff the banks and staff the party ranks More for gore or the son of a drug lord None of the above f** it cut the cord Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that sh** up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that sh** up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that sh** up Lights out, guerrilla radio Contact I hijacked the frequencies Blockin' the beltway, move on DC Way past the days of bombin' MC's Sound off mumia guan be free Who got 'em? Yo check the federal file All you pendejos know the trial was vile Army of pigs try to silence my style Off 'em all out that box its my radio dial Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that sh** up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that sh** up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that sh** up Lights out, guerrilla radio It had to start somewhere It had to start sometime What better place than here What better time than now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now