M.O.D. LYRICS

1. Wigga

White boy, why you wanna say "sup"?
Why you braggin' like you bust shit up?
Jump, jump, jump around
Shake that booty, get down
White dude's can't jump or dance
Especially when their butt is hanging out of their pants
Now what the hell is that all about?
Here's a big boot to your ass hanging out!

So you think you're a gangsta
More like a white sub-urban pranksta
Tagging up the walls, hanging with the homies
Now you think you're a hoodie
You saw Colors and you got a woody
Then thought up the master plan
Gonna write a rap song and sell it to the white man

I remember when "phat" was spelled with an F
I remember if you couldn't hear you were deaf
I remember when you were where you were from
And not what you saw on the television, son

wigga, wigga - white boy
wigga, wigga - gangsta wanna-be
wigga, wigga - white boy
Your pants are falling down
could you find 'em any bigger?

All the wiggas in the house say sup - sup!
Will the wiggas in the house stand up - white boy
Please stand up, please stand up
Pull your pants up, will you pull your pants up

bustin out your funky fresh Tommy's
looking real dip in the hood, thanks to mommy
pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked
pull your hood up, boy you look stupid

you want that rap look - so you duped, you duped it
you want that rap sound - so you looped it, you looped it
pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked
pull your hood up, boy you look stupid

hey white boy, can't you find the beat?
you ain't street, you're trippin on your own feet
pull your hood up, twist your hat crooked
pull your hood up, boy you look stupid!

so you wanna live large - large
drive fancy cars and hang around with pop stars
pull your hood up - pull your hood up

I remember when.........

2. The Rebel You Love To Hate

As I enter the room it gets silent
my identity by itself causes violence
it must be the rebel in me
walking a line that's plain enough to see
don't step up - step off!
cause my deadly bite will rip your head off
why even sweat, never let it bother
I inherited Pride from my Father
who I am, is what I choose
and that't the way it is
it's who I am, it's how I live
you think for a second that I care what you think
if I look into your eyes son, you better not blink

the rebel you love to hate!

The rhythm, the rebel, the music will level
hitting you hard like a ten ton shovel
I got pounds, so understand
I got pounds, and the Master Plan
taking out punks with the back of my hand
making a point and taking a stand
like 2Pac, you're gonna get popped
your ass I'm gonna rock, you're gonna get dropped
don't care what you think - cause I wear the ring
don't care what you think - not a damn thing
don't care what you think - my shit don't stink
if I look into your eyes son, you better not blink

the rebel you love to hate!

hardcore - hard to the core
the rhythm of the rebel makes you want more
so listen to the sound of the underground

3. Makin' Friends Is Fun

criticize our country - kick us when we're down
criticize our military movements on the ground
you think that we're a joke - here's something to quote:
shove your turban in your trap or I'm gonna kill your goat!!!

you wanna be a martyr - we're happy to oblige
you wanna be a victim of a system that divides
you wanna be a hero - then we gonna collide
you wanna go to paradise - we'll pay for the ride

scream about atrocities - our country has perpetraded
scream about the policies - about to be implimated
scream about alliances - our country has affiliated
scream about poor villages - about to be incinerated

say we are the terrorists - that we are to blame
that it might as well have been us piloting those planes
we brought it to ourselves - so you fuckin say
here's a couple daisy cutters - have a nice fuckin day!

scream about atrocities............

why don't you pack your bags and leave the States?!
since it pains you so much to watch their fate
here's your 10 million back - shove it up your fuckin Saudi ass!
getting rich on our democracy, riding on our freedom's back
...makin' friends is fun!

criticize our country...............

complain about our country - as coalitions build
with the UN as your soap box - and your pockets filled with bills
I got some news for new as you're drilling in the sand
the guilt is on your face, the blood is on your fuckin hands

scream about atrocities............

scream about humanity - America's insanity
you're always there kissing our ass when we're handing out our cash

why don't you pack your tent and leave the States?!
since it pains you so much to watch their fate
here's your 10 million back - shove it up your fucking Saudi ass!
getting rich on our democracy, riding on our freedom's back

why don't you pack your bags and leave?!
...making friends is FUN !

4. De Men Of Stein

neo-fascist fashion queens prepare for techno war
dance around in rubber pants, goose step on the dance floor
DJs spin a lethal mix, hypnotizing neon lights
wearing proud the Iron Cross

dance around like Devo [repeat]

when they come to shine
tighten your pants in fear
...Ramm - de men of Stein

you must know your enemy
destroy all the non-believers
drive them down onto their knees
ein - two - tres - GO!

dance around like devo.........

techno rules the world - techno rules the new reich [3x]
techno rules the world tonight

dance around like devo.........

5. Rage Against The Mac Machine

Living in a country where freedom is provided
Where scumbags burn the flag, and GOD is not recited
Blame society and the generations past
But your principals get lost when it comes to cash

Driving down the streets of gold, for which you never fought
Hyping out everyone to fight for your cause
Blaming everyone for indians that fell
As the checks come rolling in and the t-shirts start to sell

Rage - against - the mac machine
Cashing in - sell-out hypocrites!
Corporation dollars fund your benefits
As they press up all your records
And buy your k-rock hits
You fucking hypocrites!

You want to free Tibet, because you think that Tibet's got it bad
Fuck you, fuck Tibet, fuck your fans
Move there if you feel so sad!
Raise alot of cash and ship it to Tibet
You hypocrites, did you forget
There's people starving in our own backyards

Complain about the world - it's hatred and it's strife
Complain about the world - toxic waste, pollution, loss of life
Complain about the world - your anger is a message
A westcoast liberal, douchebag, dickhead
Millionaire's perspective

Rage - against - ...............

Freedom - isn't free
Freedom - isn't free
Why do you rage against freedom?

Rage - against - ...............

6. Get Ready

Someone called for the doctor
Got your cure on the tip of my tongue
Call me God of Thunder
You wanted the best, so here I come

We hit the stage, play all the hits
The place is packed, there's nowhere to sit
You scream for more, we rock the crowd
Let's hear it, shout it out loud!

Get ready! - ooh yeah!
Are you ready? - ooh yeah!
So get ready! - ooh yeah!
Get up! - get down! - get ready!

Turn it up, make it hotter than hell
The army's here, let's hear you all yell
You love it loud, we love it loud too
Let me hear you! - Do it!

Get ready! ...............

7. Ass-Ghanistan

you stare and hold your breath as the sleeping giant awakes
wondering what you got yourself into
gonna drown in our military wake
got a few tomahawk cruise missiles on the way
better kick your donkey into high gear
cause you're gonna go meet Allah today

so pile up the sand around the caves where you hide
here's a little more TNT to lift your spirits high
you wanna go to paradise?
we'll send you on your way
a world stands united - UNITED
and ready to de-liver your fate

so you think it's HOT in the desert where you make your stand?
gonna turn that desert into glass when we NUKE Ass-Ghanistan
some fucking Jihad
you said the blood will flow like a river
but what you didn't tell us is the blood is yours
from the ass-kicking that we delivered

so pile up the sand ............

we'll show you the real meaning of faith
your asses we will o-blit-ter-rate
and watch your camels d-cint-ter-grate

8. He's Dead Jim

Please don't beam me down with Kirk, McCoy and Spock
Cause if you do, I know that you'll be dead by 1 o'clock
Maybe I'll be vaporized or crushed beneath some granite
Bones will look at jim and say I'm just a doctor dammit

I'm an extra - on Star Trex
It's my break - on TV
The fourth man in the landing crew
It's the last you'll see of me

They didn't ask me I wanted to go
And if they did - I would have told them NO
Just because my shirt is red this doesn't have to be
Every time they beam down 4 they only beam back 3

I'm an extra............

So when they need men to beam down, don't be a volunteer
Just stay up at the helm and help Sulu steer
The Enterprise is much more fun when Scotty runs the crew
So you beam down - I'll say aboard and have some tribal stew

I'm an extra............

9. Get Ready (Almost Live Kinda)

10. Rebel (808)

M.O.D. LYRICS