Born with insight and a raised fist
witness to the slit wrist
As we move into '92
Still in a room without a view
Ya gotta know
Ya gotta know
That when I say go, go, go
Amp up and amplify
Defy
I'm a brother with a furious mind
Action must be taken
We don't need the key
We'll break in

Something must be done
About vengeance, a badge and a gun
'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against 'em

Fist in ya face, in the place
And I'll drop the style clearly
Know your enenmy

Word is born
Fight the war, [bad word] the norm
Now I got no patience
So sick [bad word] With the I N The mind of a revolutionary
So clear the lane
The finger to the land of chains
What? The land of the free?
Whoever told you that is your enemy

Something must be done
About vengeance, a badge and a gun
'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system
I was born to rage against 'em

Now action must be taken
We don't need the key
We'll break in

I've got no patience now
So sick [bad word] now
I've got no patience now
So sick [bad word] now
Sick of sick of sick of sick of sick of you
Time [bad word] to pay

Yes I know my enemies
They are the teachers who taught me to fight [bad word]  conformity, assimulation, submission
Ignorance, hypocrisy, [bad word]  the elite
All of which are American dreams