Jura

Rage Against The Machine--Without A Face
Got no card so I got no soul, life is prison no
Parole, no control
Tha jura got my number on a wire tap, 'cause I
Jack for similac, **** a cadillac
Survive one motive no hope 'cause every sidewalk
I walk is like a tightrope
Yes I know my deadline sire, it's when my life
Expires
So I'm sendin' paper south under tha barbed wire
Tha mother of my child will lose her mind at my
Grave
It's my life for their life so call it
A free trade
'Por vida' and out name up on tha stall
I took a death trip when I tried ta cross tha
White wall
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born
Without a face
I tried ta look back ta my past long lost
A blood donor ta tha land owner holocaust
Pops heart stopped, in came tha air drop,
Flooded tha trench he couldn't shake the toxic shock
Maize was all we needed to sustain, now her
Golden skin burns, insecticide rain
Ya down with DDT, yeah you know me, rapped from tha
Grapes, profit for tha bour