Wednesday, August 26, 2009

BTWG "The Renegades of Fitness", or just a shameless excuse to post a video from "Rage Against the Machine"? You decide...




No matter how hard you try, you cant stop us now
No matter how hard you try, you cant stop us now

Since the prehistoric ages and the days of ancient greece
Right down through the middle ages
Planet earth kept going through changes
And then no renaissance came, and times continued to change
Nothing stayed the same, but there were always renegades
Like chief sitting bull, tom paine
Dr. martin luther king, malcom x
They were renegades of their time and age
So many renegades

Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk

From a different solar system many many galaxies away
We are the force of another creation
A new musical revelation
And were on this musical mission to help the others listen
And groove from land to land singin electronic chants like
Zulu nation
Revelations
Destroy our nations
Destroy our nations
Destroy our nations
Destroy our nations
Destroy our nations
Destroy our nations

Now renegades are the people with their own philosophies
They change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me
Were the renegades were the people
With our own philosophies
We change the course of history
Everyday people like you and me
Cmon
Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk

Poppin, sockin, rockin puttin a side of hip-hop
Because where were goin there aint no stoppin
Poppin, sockin, puttin a side of hip-hop
Because where were goin there aint no stoppin
Poppin, sockin, rockin puttin a side of hip-hop
cause were poppin, sockin, rockin puttin a side of hip-hop
Poppin, sockin, rockin puttin a side of hip-hop

Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk
Were the renegades of funk

Were teachers of the funk
And not of empty popping
Were blessed with the force and the sight of electronics
With the bass, and the treble the horns and our vocals
cause everytime I pop into the beat we get fresh

There was a time when our music
Was something called the bay street beat
People would gather from all around
To get down to the big sound
You had to be a renegade in those days
To take a man to the dance floor

Say jam sucker
Say jam sucker
Say groove sucker
Say groove sucker
Say dance sucker
Say dance sucker
Now move sucker
Now move sucker

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