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Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
Bangin' this bolo tight on this solo flight can't fight alone
Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone
Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home
Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop zone
The clockers born starin' at an empty plate
Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face
We hungry but them belly full
The structure is set ya neva change it with a ballot pull
In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock
School yard ta precinct, suburb ta project block
Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor
The remains left chained to the powder war
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yes I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas get romantic
They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat
A ballots dead so a bullet's what I get
A thousand years they had tha tools
We should be takin' 'em
Fuck tha G-ride I want the machines that are makin' em
Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn to
Off tha kings out tha west side at dawn
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
Make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the tumour
One god, one market, one truth, one consumer
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we'll never have
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we don't have
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
Bangin' this bolo tight on this solo flight can't fight alone
Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha family stone
Tha pen devils set that stage for tha war at home
Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop zone
The clockers born starin' at an empty plate
Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face
We hungry but them belly full
The structure is set ya neva change it with a ballot pull
In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock
School yard ta precinct, suburb ta project block
Bosses broke south for new flesh and a factory floor
The remains left chained to the powder war
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yes I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas get romantic
They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin' still clockin' dirt for our sweat
A ballots dead so a bullet's what I get
A thousand years they had tha tools
We should be takin' 'em
Fuck tha G-ride I want the machines that are makin' em
Our target straight wit a room full of armed pawn to
Off tha kings out tha west side at dawn
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
Make a move and plead the fifth 'cause ya can't plead the first
Can't waste a day when the night brings a hearse
So now I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
These people ain't seen a brown skin man
Since their grandparents bought one
Yeah I'm rollin' down Rodeo wit a shotgun
The rungs torn from the ladder can't reach the tumour
One god, one market, one truth, one consumer
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance!
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we'll never have
Just a quiet peaceful dance for the things we don't have
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"Down Rodeo" as written by De La Rocha/commerford/morello/wilk
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Knowing that, and other lines of the song, the meaning is about consumerism and materialism and how people care more about the items they have than real things that matter such as politics and humanitarian issues.
The part about "brown skinned man..." is about how many of the wealthy live sheltered lives and have very sheltered views and have not experienced hardships that others have.
In the context of the song, the person is trying to get people to realize there is more to life than money and make people aware of what is happening in the world.
"Rollin down Rodeo with a shotgun" does not mean he is trying to kill the people there, it is a figurative term.
The "shotgun" is the message he is conveying and is his weapon of choice.
Can't fight alone:
bolo-a large, heavy, single-edged knife or machete for hacking, used in the Philippines and by the U.S. Army.
He is wielding a machete, fighting
Funk tha track my verbs fly like tha
Family stone:
i don't know what 'tha track' refers too but fly like the family stone refers to a funk band from the 70s i think. so i think he is just bragging about his vocal talent, idk what do u think?
Tha pen devils set that stage for tha
War at home:
i think this refers to a government oppression to the point that the population will eventually rebel.(communism)
Locked wit out a wage ya standin' in tha drop
Zone:
in a communism you earn no wage and with rebellion there is fighting in the streets.
The clockers born startin' at an empty plate:
clockers- ppl who time races. with communism the wealth is shared. people are starved to feed others. sometimes even the people who are growing the food starve to death because its shipped away. idk thats all i can come up with this line confuses me (starting at an empty plate?)
Momma's torn hands cover her sunken face
We hungry but them belly full:
Government performs atrocities and people are hungry for revenge or justice or whatever u want to call it.
The structure is set ya neva change it with a
Ballot pull:
it doesn't matter who you vote for because all the politicians on the ballot with the possibility to win are all corrupt. all you can do is pick the lesser of two evils.
In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic
Rock:
in the ruins of a country there's mass crime usually drug cartels
Shool yard ta precinct, suburb ta
Project block:
in a communism the economy is shit so there are a lot of slums
Bosses broke south for new flesh and
A factory floor:
In a communism areas are divided up to be controlled by individuals (czars), usually assigned by industry.
The remains left chained to the
Powder war:
remains of a country will be left to live in oppression until rebellion if it is even possible.
Can't waste a day when the night brings
A hearse:
cant waist a day that we have the opportunity to vote in people who will keep the American constitution intact and our rights as citizens before it turns to night where we lose our rights and the government abuses its power.
So make a move an plead the fifth 'cuse ya
Can't plead the first:
in a communism there is no freedom of speech. there is no freedom at all.
Can't waste a day when the night brings
A hearse
So now I'm rollin' down rodeo wit a
Shot gun these people ain't seen a
Brown skin man since their grandparents bought
One:
in communism anything goes especially slavery... in fact the whole thing is mass slavery.
Bare witness to tha sickest shot while suckas
Get romantic:
i think he is refereing to the sappy people who vote for agencies that are painted to look good and in reality are corrupt.(acorn, epa, ect.)
They gonna send us campin' like they did my man
Fred Hampton:
government silencing rebellion
Still we're lampin' still clockin' dirt for our
Sweat:
with communism you get nothing for your work
A ballots dead so bullets what I get:
when democracy dies you do what your told or get a bullet.
A thousand years you had the tools
We should be taken 'em
no idea. this is where i quit but that what i think of so far.
feel free to disagree
"A ballots dead so bullets what I get" this is referring to the speech made by Malcolm X, 'Ballot or the Bullet'.
"... these people ain't seen a
Brown skin man since their grandparents bought
One" Referring to slavery.
It's all about American racism, and how basically African-Americans were treated like absolute sht, Black men lynched infront of their wives and children, hanging limp from trees, a black sillohette against the light from the burning cross marking the sign of the KKK.
So, yep! Watts/LA riots. Fighting for the right to not be killed when a policeman takes the fancy, not to be bludgeoned to death like Rodney King, be shot in tha back of the head like Latasha Harlins. So be tied to the back of a pickup truck and dragged three miles like James Byrd. Not to be hung for your race.
One god, one market, one truth, one consumer
the rungs torn from the ladder could be a broken system reference where the people at the top stay up there and everyone at the bottom is stuck down there...
one god, one market, one consumer could mean they only want sheep who will buy whatever theyre selling or saying.
one truth?? is that a facist truth? cas thats not the truth then? this one confuses me.
We should be takin' 'em"
anybody have any insight into these lines? they have me very confused.
anyhting to be said for this?
everyone knows that the cops brutally murdered fred hampton in cold blood, but what they have done is romanticised, refering to the honers bestowed upon the pigs afterwards?
well were not gonna let that happen this time - "They ain't gonna send us campin' like they did my man Fred Hampton"
sagster86 nice work thanks for setting that striaght you too masterof47 !
This song is a jam!
zack doesnt get stoned.