Fistful Of Steel Lyrics by Rage Against The Machine

Fistful Of Steel Lyrics

    Huh!
    Check it...uggh!
    Silence
    Something about silence makes me sick
    'Cause silence can be violent
    Sorta like a slit wrist

    If the vibe was suicide
    Then you would push da button
    But if ya bowin' down
    Then let me do the cuttin'

    Some speak the sounds
    But speak in silent voices
    Like radio is silent
    Though it fills the air with noises
    Its transmissions bring submission
    As ya mold to the unreal
    And mad boy grips the microphone
    Wit' a fistful of steel
    Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone
    Wit' a fistful of steel

    Wit' a fistful of steel
    ('Cause I know the power of the question)
    Wit' a fistful of steel
    Wit' a fistful of steel
    (And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question)

    It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins
    If ya will it, I will spill it
    And ya out just as quick as ya came
    Not a silent one
    But a defiant one
    Never a normal one
    'Cause I'm the bastard son
    With the visions of the move
    Vocals not to soothe
    But to ignite and put in flight
    My sense of militance
    Groovin', playin' this game called survival
    The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
    The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
    Give ya a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin'
    Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille
    Mad boy grips the microphone
    Wit' a fistful of steel
    Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone
    Wit' a fistful of steel

    Wit' a fistful of steel
    ('Cause I know the power of the question)
    Wit' a fistful of steel
    Wit' a fistful of steel
    (And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question)

    Ahh shit

    And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question

    And if the vibe was suicide
    Then you would push da button
    But if ya bowin' down
    Then let me do the cuttin`

    Yeah!
    Come on!

    A .44 full of bullets
    Face full of pale
    Eyes full of empty
    A stare full of nails
    The roulette ball rolls alone on the wheel
    A mind full of fire
    And a fistful of steel

    And if the vibe was suicide
    Then you would push da button
    But if ya bowin' down
    Then let me do the cuttin'

    Yeah! Wit' a fistful of steel!
    Come on!
    Uggh!
    Wit' a fistful of steel!
    Uggh!

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