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Pantera - Hellbound - No Good (Attack the Radical)
Hellbound
Disc 1
01. Cowboys From Hell
02. Psycho Holiday
03. Heresy
04. Cemetary Gates
05. Domination
06. Shattered
07. Medicine Man
08. Message in Blood
09. The Sleep
10. Mouth for War
11. Fucking Hostile
12. This Love
13. Rise
14. No Good (Attack the Radical)
15. Live in a Hole
16. Walk
Disc 2
01. Hollow
02. By Demons Be Driven
03. Regular People (Conceit)
04. Strength Beyond Strength
05. Becoming
06. 5 Minutes Alone
07. I'm Broken
08. Good Friends and a Bottle of Pills
09. 25 Years
10. Shedding Skin
11. Use My Third Arm
12. Throes of Rejection
13. Planet Caravan
14. The Great Southern Trendkill
15. War Nerve
16. Drag the Waters
17. 13 Steps to Nowhere
Disc 3
01. Suicide Note, Part I
02. Living Through Me (Hell's Wrath)
03. Floods
04. The Underground in America
05. Hellbound
06. Goddamn Electric
07. Yesterday Don't Mean Shit
08. You've Got to Belong to It
09. Revolution Is My Name
10. Death Rattle
11. It Makes Them Disappear
12. I'll Cast a Shadow
13. A New Level
14. Suicide Note, Part II
15. Cowboys From Hell
16. Where You Come From
In the states there's a problem with race
Because of ignorant past burned fires
From evolution we've been killing each other
I figure man should have it down to a science
No chance
Not for a minute
Not for a second
I won't be defensive
I'm straight out in my opinion
You'd better listen to a man who knows what he is saying
I've seen your side
You run and hide for the mere fact that you feel inferior
Be superior
And know your interior
Race, pride, prejudice
Black man, white man
No stand
Live in the past
We make it last
A hated mass
No solution
Mind pollution
For revolution
So low behold my eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
You blame oppression and play the role of criminals
To rape and burn show progress is minimal
White hoods and militants you know it's such a pity
Living, breathing
Violence in your city
If one man
Had one home
In one world
Held live alone without variety
Full of anxiety
No one to point at, question
Or even talk to in his private grave
No matter what color
He wouldn't be saved from hell
He dwells
A closed mind playing the part of prison cells
Race, pride, prejudice
Black man, white man
No stand
Live in the past
We make it last
A hated mass
No solution
Mind pollution
For revolution
So low behold my eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
So low behold your eyes
This land of fools will rise
No good
For no one
You're no good
For no one
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