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Hear Rage Against The Machine’s Zack De La Rocha Spit Fire On His First Ever Solo Track, ‘Digging For Windows’

The lyrical vanguard behind Rage Against The Machine has just dropped his first ever solo track.

Zack De La Rocha is back with a throbbing piece of skronk-rap dubbed Digging For Windows, powered by spindly guitars from Chavez frontman Matt Sweeney, a mean, sludgy AF electro-bassline and the Guerrilla Radio wordsmith’s trademark politically-charged venom.

“See, if I pay Edison, no medicine,” he spits over the battering-ram beat. “I stare at a future so toxic/ No trust in the dust of a promise/ Won’t mark the name on a ballot/ So they can be free to devour our options.”

Digging For Windows marks the first new material we’ve heard from De La Rocha since his 2008 EP with One Day As A Lion (his collab with Queens of the Stone Age drummer Jon Theodore) and, as Rolling Stone reports, it also marks the first single off his forthcoming solo album, which has been rumoured to be in the works for years (Questlove, DJ Shadow, and Trent Reznor have all talked about sessions with the Rage frontman).

At least partially produced by cutting-edge rap producer El-P (Run The Jewels), the disc is due to drop sometime in 2017.

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It comes as De La Rocha’s RATM bandmates have been launching an assault of their own as Prophets Of Rage, the new supergroup they formed with Public Enemy’s Chuck D and B-Real.

But De La Rocha himself has stayed notably MIA from the project, and now we know why.

Listen to – and read the lyrics for – his fiery debut solo single, Digging For Windows below, or else download it for free via BitTorrent.

Listen: Zack De La Rocha – ‘Digging For Windows’

‘Digging For Windows’ – Lyrics

fuck that bright shit

the spot or the flashlights

we in la ducking both

in the shadows with lead pipes

the days are all night

see if i pay edison

no medicine

these blues ain’t more better when

my fever rise in the jungle

as quick as the price spikes

the days are all night

my future snapped like a rubber band

off my fold on a hand to hand

he drew from his waist

i put two in his roof

and i can still hear his screams

all night

now they ride their portfolios

like rodeos

rise every time my cherry glows

on the end of my cig as

the smoke blows through the bars

and the co’s laugh fades

as he strolls away

says i gotta pay

off that roll away

or its fuck your visitation days

and i pop off so in solitaire

i dream of offing these fred astaires

and the skin off my fingers tear

we digging for windows here

where the days are all night

this city’s a trap my partner

under the lights of they choppers

bodies tools for they coffers

not worth the cost of our coffins

i stare at a future so toxic

no trust in the dust of a promise

won’t mark the name on a ballot

so they can be free to devour our options

and just like you I’m a target

ill defined by the guap in my pocket

but the stage make figures

as quick as it off em

what marley and pac get?

i put these caps in capitals

leave minds blazed in they capitols

i step with a fury so actual fact

that my offense could be capital

we digging for windows here

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