Oh no.

[Snurx]

Why am i here? Why are you here? Are you here?

What is a human? Am i a human? Are you a human?
Being a human is possibly the ability to think, to feel.
Feelings are chemical processes in your brain.
What is thinking?
Can I know that you think? No. Then can I know you exist? No.
Maybe the world is a computer program (ala the Matrix), but whit just me in it. Or rather, my essence, my soul. Maybe this all is a test of me. I know i think. Or rather, i think i know that i think. So do I exist? Or, rather, do i simply exist beacause I think i exist? The same applies to you. If i stop thinking you exist, will you cease to exist? Or, if you stop thinking i exist (if you actually think) do i cease to exist?

What is the point? Is there any point? If there is no point, what should I do? Eat a shotgun? Eat some fries? Watch a movie? Watch a killing?
If I kill you, does it matter? If not, why do i get arrested if i do it?
What is god? Is there a god?

Why is life a bitch? Is life a bitch? Will I not die, if i dont expect to?

Sorry for the ranting. I just had to vent some air.

I don't know.

[Snurx]

Originally posted by Spüg
I don't know.

Will anybody ever know?

Ignorance would be bliss.

Originally posted by Snurx
Will anybody ever know?

Ignorance would be bliss.

Rebel, rebel and yell
'Cause our people still dwell in hell
Locked in a cell
Yes, the structure's a cell
Mad is the story I tell
How long can we wait?
Come on, seein' what's at stake
Action for reaction
If your mind's in a somewhat complacent state
Get a check up
This is a stick up
Our freedom or your life
Lord, I wish I could be peacful
But there can be no sequel


Now freedom must be fundamental
In Johannesburg or South Central
On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em
To kick in the township rebellion


Yeah, what about that sucker?

Yeah, so you thought you could get with the hardlines
That fill your mind
Thoughts, battles fought
And lessons taught
Yes I'll display the fitness
And flip like a gymnast
Raise my fist and resist
Asleep, though we stand in the midst
Of the war
Gotta get mine
Gotta get more
Keepin' the mic warm against the norm
'Cause what does it offer me?
I think often it's nothin' but a coffin

Gotta get wreck
'Till our necks never swing on a rope
From here to the cape of no hope


Now freedom must be fundamental
In Johannesburg or South Central
On the mic, 'cause someone should tell 'em
To kick in the township rebellion


Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, **** the norm


What's it gonna take?

Shackle their minds when they're bent on the cross
When ignorance reigns, life is lost
Shackle their minds when they're left on the cross
When ignorance reigns, life is lost
Shackled our minds when we're bent on the cross
When ignorance reigns, life is lost
Shackled our minds when we're left on the cross
When ignorance reigns, life is lost, lost, lost!

Shackle your minds and you're left on the cross!
When ignorance reigns, life is lost!
Just shackle your minds when you're bent on the cross!
When ignorance reigns, life is lost, lost!

Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, **** the norm

[Snurx]

Everyday you give your more to receive your less. (Why?)/
I know it's hard to believe that mess. (So: )/
When you get home and you feel depressed.(Just: )/
Put on my tape and relieve the stress./
And yo, cut the system let it bleed to death./
Ain't nothing but your mission never leave your quest./
In pole position - speed up lead the rest./
They don't need to rest, they need to see we blessed./
Yo, life is like a tide - **** come and it goes./
Somebody had to cry cus somebody wanted it so./
You have to fight to feel the harmony flow,/
but it's hard when the light's both so far and so close

Bridge
So when you fed up, and you tired of life:/ keep your head up, you'll reach higher heights./ Yo get up for the time is right./ My people step up, and shine your light.

Chorus
Cus all of the trouble we've been through,/ and all of the evil that men do:/ makes us harder the struggle continues./ Come on my sisters and brothers and sing too./ Feel how the harmonies link you,/ while the struggle continues./ We got so many things to/ say and do now…

I know that life hurts. We all need a night nurse./
I need to write words - I need the right words./
To come across and make you feel my thirst./
Without this so called freedom of speech I might burst./
Transform the pain into a tight a verse./
Sendin' a shout out to all the freedom fighters/ t
hroughout the whole U 'n I verse - /
winning this struggle unless we die first./
Yo when you hurt so much that it's hard to speak,/
and it hurts so much you can hardly breath./
You wanna get up and fight but you far too weak./
Feels like a too long night for your heart to beat./
They wanna kiss and make up but talk is cheap./
You'd like to dis 'em straight up cus you're scarred too deep./
Don't be fooled, recognize the mark of the beast./
Stay true to yourself and you'll be hard to beat.

Chorus

I've seen so many different faces, different places./
I've seen so many people strugglin' no matter the ages./
From your grand dads grand dad to newborn babies./
The answer that they givin' is all the same old phrases./
I've seen the pain gone away with medication/
and dirty syringes in dirty stair cases./
I've seen lives slaughtered by dictators./
Nowadays nothing is news cus nothing amazes./
I've seen so much that is hard to write,/
but it seems that's just a part of life,/
and the people who make us apologize/
is the same who make people starve tonight./
And when your mind sees no difference between wrong or right/
and your life sees no difference between dark or bright,/
and when not wakin' up is your only spark of light./
Remember, we got a war to fight!

Bridge

Chorus

The struggle continues till it suddenly hits you./ The biggest one is the struggle within you./ Kill out the hate that is bubblin' in you,/ before your mental poverty ends you./ Can you hear us…

Chorus


EDIT: Spug, nice lyrics. Who is it?

Originally posted by Snurx
EDIT: Spug, nice lyrics. Who is it?

It's Spüg, or Cheese.

'Township Rebellion' - Rage Against the Machine


Another ace one:

Huh!
Yeah, we're comin' back then with another bombtrack
Think ya know what it's all about
Huh!
Hey yo, so check this out
Yeah!
Know your enemy!

Come on!

Born with insight and a raised fist
A witness to the slit wrist, that's with
As we move into '92
Still in a room without a view
Ya got to know
Ya got to 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 enemy...Know your enemy!

Yeah!

Hey yo, and dick with this...uggh!
Word is born
Fight the war, **** the norm
Now I got no patience
So sick of complacence
With the D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E
Mind of a revolutionary
So clear the lane
The finger to the land of the chains
What? The land of the free?
Whoever told you that is your enemy?

Now 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 of complacence now
I've got no patience now
So sick of complacence now
Sick of sick of sick of sick of you
Time has come to pay...
Know your enemy!

Come on!
Yes I know my enemies
They're the teachers who taught me to fight me
Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission
Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite
All of which are American dreams

[Snurx]

Nice one that to, Spüg!
(I should have recognized Rage..)



Chorus (x2):
We speak for those who can't speak cause they're afraid/
write for those that can't write their own names/
stand up for those who's sitting in a cage/
and all my people that are suffering today/

We got people living in sewer's, too scared to face the light/
nine to five struggling people, trying to make it right/
Tired of life people, trife people/
live and die by the needle people, crime people/
Open your eye's people, see through the light/
and understand our freedom never can be monopolized/
We're getting minimalized by big brother leaders/
that love to see us treated like **** and cops beat us/
Some of us make money whether it's legal or illegal/
the same syndrome appears we forget about other people/
People who live in million dollar palaces/
doesn't know the bum on the corner and what real life value is/
Is it right that we have to fight for our rights?/
Shouldn't that be the strongest foundation of life?/
Come on light your lighters, all riot fighters/
all fire igniters that are fed up and tired/

Freedom is on sale, how much you got?/
Empty your account, sign the dots and press your luck/
Too many believe in politics instead of themselves/
You gotta check the ingredients before you eat what they sell/
I can feel the smell, it's like a preview from hell/
that's why me and Embee came to revoke the spell/
We're like a sudden interruption, disclose corruption/
cause nowadays I see people this close to nothing/
People without faith, people filled with hate/
People that can't wait to get in other people's way/
This modern day city breeds burned out souls/
and people can't afford to put their career on a hold/
Some feel like their life's worth less than none/
of course they're gonna wild out and invest in guns/
Casual Brothers is on some hippie ****/
so join this caravan of love if you're sick of their ****/

Chorus (x2)

I see people with no dreams end up as dope fiends/
business people take advantage of broke teens/
I clear the smoke screen and set free the cold facts/
set free the people they´re too few to hold back/
they have a lot, still want more, for what need?/
Big head ego's, diseased with greed/
I see the poor man bleed and cry in his own sorrow/
hes prayin´ but can't hope to se tomorrow/
Deceived by thieves and a bunch of lying men/
try to dust himself off and try again/
but he sees no reason, it's below 5 degrees and/
his feet is blue, he's broke and it´s mad-freezing/
When does it stop? Time will tell/
We gotta stop cus crime kill the children/
So look upon the world today with new eyes/
this ain't no re-run, this revolution is live/

Chorus (x2)

Originally posted by Snurx
dope fiends/

Coca-cola is back in the veins of Saigon
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on
Godzilla pure mother****in filla
Get your eyes off the real killer

Gah, those lyrics you just posted sound so familiar, what's the name of the song?

[Snurx]

Originally posted by Spüg

Gah, those lyrics you just posted sound so familiar, what's the name of the song?

"People", by "Casual Brothers - The Casual Brothers EP". Its a side-project to some (or all, i really dont know) off the guys from the swedish band called Looptroop, and maybe some others. They rap. I think they are really good, maybe you should check them out?

Originally posted by Snurx
"People", by "Casual Brothers - The Casual Brothers EP". Its a side-project to some (or all, i really dont know) off the guys from the swedish band called Looptroop. They rap. I think they are really good, maybe you should check them out?

Ah, I think I've heard (of) them before.

What does a man do
what does a man do
who can't tell the difference
between human and animal
what

He will go to his daughter
she is beautiful and young
and then, like a dog, will
mate with his own flesh and blood

What do you do
What do you feel
What are you
but only a
Animal

What does a woman do
what does a woman do
who can't tell the difference
between animal and man

She dips the feather in his blood
and write herself a letter
lifeless lines to childhood
when her father slept by her

What do you do
What do you feel
What are you
but only a Animal

(translated)

'Tier' - Rammstein

[Snurx]

Originally posted by Spüg
Ah, I think I've heard (of) them before.

Once again, nice lyricks.
I think that looptroop is ace, even my mum do, so you should check them out.

Dead Prez: Police state:

Sample of Chairman Omali Ye****ela:]
You have the emergence in human society of this thing that's called
the State. What is the State? The State is this organized bureaucracy.
It is the police department. It is the Army the Navy. It is the prison
system the courts and what have you. This is the State it is a repressive
organization. But the state and gee well you know you've got to have the
police because if there were no police, look at what you'd be doing to
yourselves -- you'd be killing each other if there were no police! But the
reality is the police become necessary in human society only at that junction
in human society where it is split between those who have and those who ain't got.

I throw a Molotov ****tail at the precinct
You know how we think:
Organize the hood under I Ching banners,
Red, Black and Green instead of gang bandannas
FBI spying on us through the radio antennas
And them hidden cameras in the streetlight watching society
With no respect for the people's right to privacy
I'll take a slug for the cause like Huey P.
while all you fake niggas try to copy Master P
I want to be free to live
Hey, (but?) they have what I need to live
Bring the power back to the street where the people live
I'm sick of working for crumbs and filling up the prisons
Dying over money and relying on religion
For help. We do for self like ants in a colony
Organize the wealth into a socialist economy
A way of life based off the common need
And all my comrades are ready
We just spreading the seed

(Chorus

The average Black male
Live a third of his life in a jail cell
Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the womben don' never get respected
And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late.
Can you relate?
We living in a police state

No more bondage, no more political monsters
No more secret space launchers
Government departments started it in the projects
Material objects, thousands up in the closets
Could've been invested in a future for my comrades
Battle contacts, primitive weapons out in combat
Many never come back
Pretty niggas be running with gats
Rather get shot in they back than fire back
We tired of that
Corporations hiring Blacks, denying the facts
Exploiting us all over the map
That's why I write the **** I write in my raps
It's documented, I'm in it
Every day of the week I live in it, breathing it
It's more than just ****ing believing it
I'm holding in ones, rolling up my sleeves an' ****
It's (Cee-lo?) for push-ups now
Many headed for one conclusion
Niggas ain't ready for revolution

(Chorus

The average Black male
live a third of his life in a jail cell
Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the womben don' never get respected
And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late.
Can you relate?
We living in a police state.

[Sample of Chairman Omali Ye****ela:]
(That's right, that developed?) me: brought me here and worked me like an
animal. Built the political economy off my stolen labor. Made them rich.
Made me poor.

(Chorus
The average Black male
Live a third of his life in a jail cell
Cause the world is controlled by the white male
And the people don' never get justice
And the womben don' never get respected
And the problems don' never get solved
And the jobs don' never pay enough
So the rent always be late.
Can you relate?
We living in a police state

[Sample of Chairman Omali Ye****ela:]
Why is it that Black people and everybody like us live in the kind of poverty and misery that we live in? Everywhere I look around me are nothing but poverty and misery, on the one hand. And yet, what I'm seeing is that everywhere there's wealth and riches in the world it's in the white community somewhere, whether it's in europe or whether it's right cross the street from where I was born .

Originally posted by Snurx
Once again, nice lyricks.
I think that looptroop is ace, even my mum do, so you should check them out.

As are yours. I'll think I'll dl that song.

And a quick search produces 6 downloads for Looptroop.



'**** the Police' - RATM

Good Evening,

We want to just quickly send a nice friendly message
to uh, Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia.

Here's something nice and friendly,
Here's something nice and friendly,
Here's something nice and friendly,
and it goes something like this.

**** tha police,
Comin straight from the underground.
Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown,
And not the other color so police think,
They have the authority to kill a minority.

**** that ****, cuz I ain't tha one,
For a punk mutha ****a with a badge and a gun,
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.

****in with me cuz I'm a teenager,
With a little bit of gold and a pager.
Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.

You'd rather see me in the pen,
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape,
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape,
To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
No controller, bread and water.

A young nigga on a warpath,
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath,
Of cops, dyin in L. A.

Yo, I got somethin to say.
**** the police,
Comon! Off, What?
**** the police,
Yeah!
Comon!
**** tha police,
Yeah.

**** The police,
Comin straight from the underground.
Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown,
And not the other color so police think,
They have the authority to kill a minority.

**** that ****, cuz I ain't tha one,
For a punk mutha ****a with a badge and a gun,
To be beatin on, and throwin in jail.
We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell.

****in with me cuz I'm a teenager,
With a little bit of gold and a pager.
Searchin my car, lookin for the product.
Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics.

You'd rather see me in the pen,
Then me and Lorenzo chilling in the Benzo.
Beat tha police outta shape,
And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape,
To mark off the scene of the slaughter.
No controller, bread and water.

I don't know if they fags or what,
Search a nigga down and grabbin in the nuts.
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none.
But don't let it be a black and a white one.
Cuz they slam ya down to the street top,
Black police showin out for the white cop.

Yeah, my brothas will swarm,
On any mutha ****a in a blue uniform.
Just cuz we in Washington D.C, punk police are afraid of me.
Hey!

Punk on a warpath,
And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath,
Of cops, dyin in L. A.

Hey yo, We got somethin to say.
**** the police,
Comon, sing that ****,
Right now,
Comon!
Comon!
One more time,
Here we go, here we go,
Comon!
One More, We gotta do it, right now,
Yeah,
Check it out.

[Snurx]

I think I should be removed from my parents..when i was 7, i got "straigth outta compton" from my mother. :/
I love that song, btw.

Positive&Negative by Promoe (one of the looptroopers) on his solo album.

Promoe the number one public enemy with split personalities/
and both rap for anarchy./
Keeping my beard long like pops in the seventies/
burning flags screaming **** the Kennedies./
many see me as a hoodlum at best a good bum/
letting out anger over bass and snare drums./
****ing up eardrums of those with high income/
holding king Carl Gustav for ransom./
Leaving Madeleine in labour pains while I'm bombin' trains/
tryin' to bring back the days of '36 in Spain/
and y'all claim I'm too negative/
talkin' bout Sweden's really a nice place to live./
Oh I'm supposed to be satisfied cause I got a fatter life/
than my brothers and sisters who die on the other side of the planet/
It's all connected god damn it/
if you leave the third world stranded./
The first and the second will soon be drowned/
in the blood sweat and tears of the people we hold down./
Hold up! That's something you will never understand/
**** that man, I'm tryin' to take a stand./
You might just laugh but I'm tryin' to walk a righteous path/
stumblin' though, drunk off of wine made from grapes of wrath/
Me I'm tired of doing the math when nothing adds up/
the good's always down the bad's up that sucks/
Life's a bitch and then you die/
wrong life's a biiatch and then you decide/
To do something about it/
****'ll only drive you crazy if you allow it/

Everyday I wake up late in the afternoon/
thinkin' to myself something's gotta happen soon/
I'm rackin' food at the corner store to make ends meet/
spent my last dime on the hard disc and the MPC/
Embee, me, Cosmic, Supreme put out cream to make this dream come true/
invest my life in this Looptroop crew/
State got me on trial again this time I'm innocent/
but of course I got convicted cus they want every cent/
If it ain't rent or taxes they charge me a fine/
for being at the wrong place at the wrong time/
With the wrong state of mind the state wants what's mines/
but the government is thugs so I'm a resort to crime/
As well I don't care about jail/
cus all I do all day anyway is lift weights and masturbate/
Then I try and get it straight cus the voice inside my head be keeping me awake at night/
forcing me to stay up and write. Some dope material so that I might/
turn this negative **** into positive cus something's gots to give, **** it I gots to live/
**** it I gots to live../

A quick listen to 'MVG' - Looptroop produces ace listening.

Still waiting on the others and 'Police State' :-\


'Rammstein' - Rammstein

Rammstein
A man is burning
Rammstein
The smell of flesh lies in the air
Rammstein
A child is dying
Rammstein
The sun is shining

Rammstein
A sea of flames
Rammstein
Blood is coagulating on the asphalt
Rammstein
Mothers are screaming
Rammstein
The sun is shining

Rammstein
A mass grave
Rammstein
No escape
Rammstein
No birds are singing anymore
Rammstein
The sun is shining

[Snurx]

That one was a tad hard? Still nice, thought. Oh, you should try to get hold of a song that usualy dont have a title, it is just four band names (mos def, dead prez, pharaoe monch and/or last emperor) Usually gets up if you search for dead prez. If you get the song i mean, (and you like that type off musick) youre gonna get blasted.

Looptroop - long arm off the law

Chorus: Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you (smashing you)

[Promoe]
On the concrete, you find out you can't compete
With the number one thief on the street
I tried to tell you that back, on the biggest hustle track
It's OK to sell crack, if the cops got your back
And they certainly will, if they're on your payoff
They know that if they **** around, they're getting laid off
and since to cops, just like the average citizen, a clean conscience
compared to a steady income, that's nonsense
That's why I stay getting busted for bull**** charges
More than one time, one time, came around
This **** went down
När ja å Tommy var i Burlöv, du kommer ihåg, eller hur bög?
-Jorå schlook, vi hade just fotat pieces
Now we're getting ****ed by the long dick of the law
Inflict social diseases cause they use no protection
Judge slam the hammer, D.A. got an erection
Wouldn't even give me a public defender
For such a small case, not paying on the trains
Still they wanna four thousand crownors, from my bank account
I thought that was a too big amount
But the judge didn't had no sympathy on me
All on his mind, a conviction or are fine, like Junior Reeves
But I wasn't fighting -No war (no waaar)
Still they wanna send a mailman with a ticket to mi door -ah to mi doooor
I was only trying to make a wholecar -A wholecar
The Bigfoot beast wanna arrest dej, and put you behind bars -In just a blur,
in just a blur
Free mumia abu jamal

Chorus: Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you

[Supreme]
Asking you "what", "why", "when"
And "Where at were you?"
"And with whom", so you is innocent till proved (yea,yea)
They're in the wrong mood, you're in the wrong goove
Or you might look kinnda rude, eatherways you're getting screwed
Told what not to do, how to improve the system
By not making moves, not questioning rules
Not being concerned with, who's getting beat and bruised
Who's being abused, well well

I got news for those who belive the police doing their work right
My man from back home, killed this kid in a fight
Had to do social-work, he got arrested a few times
But never had to do time, never paid no fines
This other cat, he goes trace, with official failance
Which equals, he lost some money for the government
They couldn't prove his guilt, as he stood in silence
But since that crime was economical
They bet every law and paragraph, they could find to lock him up
Now what does that teach us? -They don't give a ****
If you hurt flesh and blood that don't cross nothing
But you'll get like twelve months for material destruction
Yo, that's disgusting
So when the long arm of the law try to get it's grip
Pull your middle finger and split
(yo, split)

Chorus: Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you

[Cos.m.i.c]
It's like this, I'm opressed by the whole system
That's why I diss 'em, no fake ass-kissing
Yo listen, recently I had to pay a visit
To Malmoe courthouse, two-thousand crowns if I miss this, so skip it
I went down there to be confronted
I denied the whole scenario, said I couldn't have done it
9:30 in the morning, met my lawyer
he said it looks kinnda bad, they got witnesses and all that
**** THAT
I still fill like I am innocent
You think I wrote BIF on McD without a reason? (whoa?)
Yo, I'm stuck, it's like David versus Goliath
A lonely man, versus the corruption of alliance
Don't expect silence though, I make noise till ya ears bleed
And make you all scrap paint until I stop breath
Belive me, I know the time when it's on
Cosmic, lyricly I rock in Babylon
-But yo Cos, what happened at that trial incident?
You know the same old song
They find my story insufficient, mistreated, defeated and mentally harassed
An outcast, who's down for punishment at last

Yo, ya, wa, check

Chorus: Yo, when the long arm of the law
Is grabbing you, backstabbing you
Policecars passing you, on dark avenues
Mag lights flashing you, pigs harassing you
Breaking you down, smashing you
Gouvernment taxing you, turning backs on you
If you got the wrong sex, and the wrong accent too
The wrong attitude, living on the wrong latitude
Still they want your ass to show gratitude

Looptroop are quite ace, they're like a hiphop RATM.


'C.I.A. (Criminals In Action)' - Zach de la Rocha

This voice shatters the calm of the day like an alarm,
So wake up bright anew and take up arms,
'Cause more is necessary than vocabulary war,
'Cause the toxic rock (crack) import's hitting on your door.
CIA, I'll see you later 'cause your time is coming soon.
I flip this **** like Pacino and it's your dog day afternoon.
Attica, Attica, drug agents you bring your static-a.
My alphabet will slash and then can flip you automatic-a,
Dramatic like Ali-Shaheed Mohammed* brought the vibes.
I bring the sun at red dawn upon the thoughts of Franz Fanon.
So stand at attention devil ???,
You'll never survive choosing sides against the Wretched of the Earth (Fanon's book).
The infiltrator,
??? intoxicator,
People incarcerator,
Liberation movement annihilator.
We got you clocked pushing rocks and it fell.
We got brothers trooping subways like the Ho Chi Minh trail.
We got the truth addict, Last Emperor, KRS and history manifested.
Tomorrow tha next lesson.

You claim I'm selling' crack but you be doing' that.
You know the cops, they got a network for the toxic rock.
You claim I'm selling' crack but you be doing' that .
So get that flashlight outta my face.
You claim I'm selling' crack but you be doing' that.
The Last Emperor, KRS-One & Big Zack.

As free-market capitalism and technology expands,
The third world's fertile soil becomes a desert wasteland.
So it takes ??? to demand the government provide answers,
When Lady Liberty has me bewitched like Samantha,
And poverty is one of the most malignant forms of cancer.
To all my black magik romancers and acid rain dancers,
Develop close ties like Jerry Seinfeld and George Costanza.
We fear no man and throw jams that attack counter-intelligence programs.
Exciting like the epic adventures of Conan,
I colonize minds like Zaire by the Belgians.
Now what hell is the problem with this system and what it sells us?
I bring ancient relics like Wyclef did to zealots.
I saw an iron curtain called hip-hop and got it open like Boris Yeltsen.
Whirlwind tornadoes in the rain forest if you say so.
KRS and the Last Emperor war like the Green Hornet and Kato.
Zack de la Rocha brings the enraged flow.
But all three drop science and become the most powerful alliance since NATO.

Need I say the CIA be criminals in action,
Cocaine crack-unpacking, high surveillance-tracking.
Prominent blacks and whites giving orders for mass slaughters.
I want all my daughters to be like Maxine Waters.
When they flooded the streets with crack cocaine I was like Noah,
Now they ???? 'cause the whole Cold War is over.
Communism fell to the dollars you were grabbing.
All the assault and battering in the name of intelligence-gathering
Now it's karma you're battling--a losing fight.
I choose the mic to recite, ignite light in the night, aight.
We should beat em, President Clinton should delete 'em.
It's not hard, the CIA simply has no more job.
Oh my goddess, mother, you can fix this.
We rock over mixes, not 666s.
Yo, this is the message to all that can hear it.
If you got secret information now's the time to share it.
Call your congresswoman, your senator, your Mayor.
It's time for all the scholars to unite with all the playas.
Rearrange and see, times is definitely changing, G.
They used to tap the phone now they tapping while you paging me
It's crazy B. yet it's plain to see who's the enemy. Who's left?
The NRA, the ATF, the AMA? OK, OK, it's all irrelevant
'Cause in the new millennium there'll be no central intelligence.

[Snurx]

That song, c.i.a., ive never heard off it! Thanks for the tip!
The only "problem" whit looptroop, is that the coolest songs are the ones that are "hardest" to get hold off in "that" way...you should also try out promoe, as their best tracks is from his solo album.


Freedom Fighters (From promoe's solo album, whit Cosmic, also from looptroop)

Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on/
fighting for freedom, writing for freedom/

Promoe:
I’m here to give a voice to all the blurred faces/
the ones who vandalize and disturb neighbours/
The ones who go to court and get no legal aid/
have no rights in society but to keep the evil paid/
The ones that are outlawed worse than Reno Raines/
and make the average Joe on the street demand cleaner trains/
The ones whose history ya'll want to erase/
no history’s no future, despair in their face/
The ones who get beat up by police and toy cops/
like my boys got victims of boycotts/
you claim they’re not political but to me/
the whole art form questions private property/
A political crime of passion/
this one is to my train bombing, train trashing...

Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on/
fighting for freedom, writing for freedom/

Chorus:
I represent the spray paint artist/
I can feel your pain and hardships/
I know you’re workin’ the grave yard shift/
so you can keep that train yard hit/
And though society hate our ****/
and love feh build their great star ships/
I know as long as your brave heart ticks/
It’s on your side the creators sits/

Promoe:
You’re never home sleepin’ always out peepin’ the yard/
you doin’ whole cars with no guards/
If 5-0 show up do throw ups on po-po’s car/
you blow up the precinct if they put you behind bars/
You’re smart, no heart for a system that hates you/
you praise true masters like Seen and Phase 2/
You amaze crews and do a one man whole train/
that’ll bring fame to your name like John Coltrane/
Disregard cold rain and bad weather you’d better/
practice your letters cus you gotta get better/
Yo yo get up get out and do something/
you can’t sleep cus you wanna become king of bombing/
Equipped with bomb ink and the most fat caps/
and a walkman with Promoes fat rap/

Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on/
fighting for freedom, writing for freedom/

Cosmic:
Who can tell you what you can do and can not?/
Who can beat you down, smash your face and put on hand cuffs?/
Who built the cage and who makes sure you stay in it?/
Who can break the law, break your jaw and get away with it?/
Who sets up trials then calling you a liar?/
Who is out spying preparing train yards with barbed wire?/
Who represent the evil with no regret?/
Who forget about the people and what punishment we get?/
but yo Who is out jumping electrified fences?/
Who is throwing rocks at hidden camera lenses?/
Who is getting raw ****ty to get up all city?/
who is writing graffiti but never admit that they did it?/
Who is discriminated and not told the truth?/
Who’s affiliated to killers according to the news?/
Who goes by the names of Suer, Swob and Jeis/
Kaos, Side, Heis, Cake and Obey?/
Who is on the frontline fighting sodomite?/
I gotta say peace to my peeps and all of my...

Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on/
fighting for freedom, writing for freedom/

Chorus

Promoe:
To all my freedom fighters let me see them lighters/
if you’re fed up with security guards who beat up writers/
Fed up with seeing your pieces get buffed/
police that’s corrupt and leaders that bluff/
Fed up with a unjust justice system/
we gotta teach our young ones cuss the system/
If you’re fed up with the gun busts, cuffs and prisons/
then let me see you pump pump up your fist son/
Listen, you hear the freedom chimes? playin’ at the speed of rhyme/
tellin’ you to free your mind/
Graffiti is a freedom crime, beautiful and revolutionary/
suitable for revolutionaries/
On that road seldom travelled by the multitude/
remember this when the cops come to **** with you...

Freedom fighters in the streets rock, rock on/
fighting for freedom, writing for freedom/

Chorus

Ah, well I haven't actually "spent money" on a band in quite a while. I suppose I could spend a little if I must. Heh. Anyway, C.I.A. is more like looptroop...more rappy...because it isn't with rest of RATM.


'****ing Hostile' - Pantera

Almost every day
I see the same face
On broken picture tube
It fits the attitude
If you could see yourself
You put you on a shelf
Your verbal masturbate
Promise to nauseate
Today I'll play the part of non-parent
Not make a hundred rules
For you to know about yourself
Not lie and make you believe
What's evil is making love
and making friends
and meeting God you're own way
The right way

To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn
You're making us
****ing hostile

We stand alone
The truth in right and wrong
The boundaries of the law
You seem to miss the point
Arresting for a joint?
You seem to wonder why
Hundreds of people die
You're writing tickets man
My mom got jumped -- they ran!
Now I'll play a public servant
To serve and protect
By the law and the state
I'd bust the punks
That rape steal and murder
And leave you be
If you crossed me
I'd shake your hand like a man
Not a god

Come meet your maker, boy
Some things you can't enjoy
Because of heaven/hell
a ****ing wives' tale
They put it in your head
Then put you in your bed
He's watching say your prayers
Cause God is everywhere
Now I'll play a man learning priesthood
Who's about to take the ultimate test in life
I'd question things because I am human
And call NO ONE my father who's no closer that a stranger
I won't listen

[Snurx]

As im off for a ciggy, and probably not returning tonigth, i will just give you "a few". And the musick thing, me neither. You should try during more busy hours...or else, we could work out something some other day!

YES AYAH [Promoe]

Chorus:
Yes ayah looptroop messiahs/ speakin' to your true desires. yes ayah the troop sets fire/
speakin' to who gets higher. Yes ayah my crew gets tired/ of dealin' with these two faced liars.

Yes ayah X4

Who's that comin' in wavin' the revolution rag/
a brutal cat screamin' where's the solution at. Cos m.i.c. so who is stoppin' me/
I see what I see tell that cop stop mocking me. Don't give a **** about me, but fortunately/
I feel the same about you, so does my crew. With tracks like these get authorities' backs twisted/
so now the troop is black listed. Keep your distance cus the more you try/
to shut us up, to shut us down the more fire we apply. The more you make us run the more haters we bun/
tired of being second when the rat race is done. Taste this lazer gun, blazin' hot/
a fatal shot let you know we ain't afraid of cops. Time for the awakening start listening/
cus when your palace is burning my people sing...

Chorus

When I'm feelin' the beat I'm spillin' the beans/
I'm givin' the fiends what they really could need. I'm settin' em free from all misery/
and all slavery they brought upon them selves. Bought upon the shelves of capitalism/
I'm rappin' to piss 'em off and I'm... showin' no mercy for mercenaries/
showin' no mercy for dirty Harrys. Some are to thirsty for virgin Marys/
and some are too thirsty for bloody marys hey hey. I beg no friends and no pardons/
turn your luxury apartment into a park bench. So the sergeants got their targets on lock on me/
police be clockin' me, and when they're knickin' me: that's all she wrote, but I'm a keep writin'/
I'm a keep spittin' in the after life in a. Cypher with Big L, Biggie, Big Pun/
Tupac and Freaky Tah and I'm ready fi bun...

Chorus

Everything you say can and will be used against you/
everything I say can and will be used against you. Low lifes and police on Babywrong service/
serve the wrong purpose them people gone perverts. Nervous cus we found a way out/
of the business circus they be clowning no doubt. They can frisk and search us but ain't no use/
it's David versus Goliath old news. the kings will be victorious it was all written/
if they wanna bring warriors it's war we spittin'. They got a thing for quiet crowds with no questions/
we got a thing for riot squads, no question. Teach kids: don't believe their words of wisdom/
teach kids don't believe the world wide system. Teach kids: just because they're white and christian/
hear this: don't mean they're on a righteous mission.

Chorus

!God damn, i have looked everywhere for the lyrics for "thief". This song is fantastick. Just so you know..!

Dead Prez: We want freedom:

I was born black, I live black,
and I'ma die probably because I'm black
because some cracker that knows I'm black
better than you nigga, is probably gonna put
a bullet in the back of my head!!

Yeah our lives ****ed up, no doubt
All this **** we go through every day
Sometimes a nigga don't know what the **** to do
But see I got my niggas
And we gon organize a people army
And we gon get control over our own lives
And I mean that **** right there from the bottom of my ****
I Ching

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Imagine havin no runnin water to drink
Chemicals contaminate the pipes leadin to your sink
Just think, if the grocery stores close they doors
And they saturate the streets with tanks and start martial law
Would you be ready for civil war
Could you take the life of somebody you know,
or have feelings for if necessary?
I got cousins in the military
But far as I'm concerned they died, when they registered

[Verse 2]
Yo, this world is oh so cold, I think about my ancestors
Being sold, and it make me wanna break the mold
**** the gold and the party, train yourself, clean your shottie
Tell me what you gon do to get free, we need more than MC's
We need Hueys, and revolutionaries
The niggas on the streets today, it's kinda scary
The smell around my way ain't roses or strawberries
In fact it's kinda poisonous, bringin out the boy in us
But I'ma stand up on my own, like a man do
Dominate the land and make wealth, like Fu-Manchu
Yes the peoples army stick togehther like glue
We represent the I-Ching, and to this we stand true
Military formation, anyone participation is welcome
Each one teach one, son help son
Just one gun is all it take to get it started
Livin in the wilderness of the west we cold hearted

HOOK 2X:
If you don't think it could happen think again my son
Be prepared for the worst that's yet to come
We want freedom, prophecies and ancient wisdom
Cataclsym, niggas be like **** the system

I don't wanna be no movie star
I don't wanna drive no fancy car
I just wanna be free, to live my life, to live my own life

[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm for peace
But I'll kill ya if ya **** with my moms or my niece
See we all want peace, but the problem is
Crackers want a bigger piece
Got it where the niggas can't get a piece
That's why police get stabbed and shot
Cuz a nigga can't eat if the ave is hot
Locked up you get three hot meals and one cot
Then you sit and rot, never even got a fair shot
That's where a whole lotta niggas end up
My man moms even got sent up, tryin to keep the rent up
When I'm bent up I think alot about the reason I'm here
I think about the things I fear in the comin years
Ahead of me, I'm ready for whatever they bring though
I'd go against a tank wit a shank for my dreams
And that's my ****in word
One day the whole world will smoke herb
And niggas won't get took to jail for hangin on the curb

HOOK 2X

(next part of hook)

HOOK


Dead Prez : They schools

Why haven't you learned anything?

Man that school **** is a joke
The same people who control the school system control
The prison system, and the whole social system
Ever since slavery, nawsayin?

[Verse 1]
I went to school with some redneck crackers
Right around the time 3rd Bass dropped the cactus album
But I was readin Malcolm
I changed my name in '89 cleaning parts of my brain
Like a baby nine
I took a history class serious
Front row, every day of the week, 3rd period
****in with the teachers had, callin em racist
I tried to show them crackers some light, they couldn't face it
I got my diploma from a school called Rickers
Full of, teenage mothers, and drug dealin niggas
In the hallways, the popo was always present
Searchin through niggas possessions
Lookin for, dope and weapons, get your lessons
That's why my moms kept stressin
I tried to pay attention but they classes wasn't interestin
They seemed to only glorify the Europeans
Claimin Africans were only three-fifths a human being

HOOK:
They schools can't teach us ****
My people need freedom, we tryin to get all we can get
All my high school teachers can suck my dick
Tellin me white man lies straight bull**** (echoes)
They schools aint teachin us, what we need to know to survive
(Say what, say what)
They schools don't educate, all they teach the people is lies

You see dog, you see how quick these mother****ers be to like
Be tellin niggas get a diploma so you can get a job
Knowwhatimsayin but they don't never tell you how the job
Gonna exploit you every time knowwhatimsayin that's why I be like
**** they schools!

[Verse 2]
School is like a 12 step brainwash camp
They make you think if you drop out you aint got a chance
To advance in life, they try to make you pull your pants up
Students fight the teachers and get took away in handcuffs
And if that wasn't enough, then they expel y'all
Your peoples understand it but to them, you a failure
Observation and participation, my favorite teachers
When they beat us in the head with them books, it don't reach us
Whether you breakdance or rock suede addidas
Or be in the bathroom with your clique, smokin reefer
Then you know they math class aint important 'less you addin up cash
In multiples, unemployment aint rewardin
They may as well teach us extortion
You either get paid or locked up, the pricipal is like a warden
In a four year sentence, mad niggas never finish
But that doesn't mean I couldn't be a doctor or a dentist

HOOK(first part of hook twice)

Cuz for real, a mind is a terrible thing to waste
And all y'all high class niggas with y'all nose up
Cuz we droppin this **** on this joint, **** y'all
We gon speak for ourselves
Knowhatimsayin? Cuz see the schools aint teachin us nothin
They aint teachin us nothin but how to be slaves and hardworkers
For white people to build up they ****
Make they businesses successful while it's exploitin us
Knowhatimsayin? And they aint teachin us nothin related to
Solvin our own problems, knowhatimsayin?
Aint teachin us how to get crack out the ghetto
They aint teachin us how to stop the police from murdering us
And brutalizing us, they aint teachin us how to get our rent paid
Knowhatimsayin? They aint teachin our families how to interact
Better with each other, knowhatimsayin? They just teachin us
How to build they **** up, knowhatimsayin? That's why my niggas
Got a problem with this ****, that's why niggas be droppin out that
**** cuz it don't relate, you go to school the ****in police
Searchin you you walkin in your **** like this a military compound
Knowhatimsayin? So school don't even relate to us
Until we have some **** where we control the ****in school system
Where we reflect how we gon solve our own problems
Them niggas aint gon relate to school, **** that just how it is
Knowhatimsayin? And I love education, knowhatimsayin?
But if education aint elevatin me, then you knowhatimsayin it aint
Takin me where I need to go on some bull****, then **** education
Knowhatimsayin? At least they ****, matter of fact my nigga
this whole school system can suck my dick, BEEYOTCH!!


Non Phixion : cult leader

Verse One]
The cult leader, the war-monger, armed with four high-powered
firearm barometers; I visited Andromeda
The human cloner, the donate to my fam organ donor
The morbid odor of corpses lowered, the coroner
The cult leader, result needer, the skull and bones bleeder
The chrome heater, the soul eater, the tome reader
The cloak and dagger magnum packer; convert star systems to active (?)
The illest **** since Manson had goons
The great communicator; alien tomb raider
Consume data - cut from the same cloth that produced Vader
The cult leader, the ultimate fighting champion
The benificient, the lamb, the messiah, the religion
There's a thousand faces, more than the cross and the Star of David
I'm the combination of God and Satan
The humble shepherd, the son of lepers, the stuff of legends
The cult leader, I've indulged in the most disgusting of pleasures
Likeable and charismatic; my smilin face has been
enough to make a mother leave her children in a violent place
I turn knees to noodles; I make my female followers
want me until they pussy's drippin like fruit juice
The pervert, the pathological, the prophet
I'm the second coming, the Anti-Christ, the final conflict
Who got nuclear weapons and a suicidal doctrine?
The cult leader, and I'll never stop until I got you locked in

[Chorus]
Cult leader! "And everywhere, his words are greated with enthusiasm."
Cult leader! "His listeners have found a personal revelation in what he has to say."
Cult leader! "You will obey your instincts, and try to dominate others."

I'm the mother****in cult leader! "Such power transforms, elevates; even purifies.."

[Verse Two]
The life taker, followers fly planes into skyscrapers
Send you a disease through the mail wrapped inside paper
The gospel preacher, the hostile teacher
The face of God with an impostor's features
This is the prophecy - the cult leader
The people's temple, the holy ground, the war compound
Four-pound to rifles, disciples, the holy idles
Supreme truth, the cult leader with the green tooth
The multi-millionaire with a stare that can freeze troops
I program people to kill
The motiviational speaker, my words cause people to feel
It's mind control, let the cult leader guide your soul
Open up your eyes to the lies he told
The general, the chief, I be the political pioneer
The cult leader, you can believe in me, I am here
Bless the children, take you under my wing, shelter
Helter Skelter, this is it, you can't kill me I'll exist forever

[Chorus]
Cult leader! "The leader - a champion of the underdog."
Cult leader! "He tried to show the path of truth, to amaze all mankind."
Cult leader! "Scorned.. ridiculed.. and condemned.."
I'm the mother****in cult leader! "Words are inadequate..
.. to convey the majesty, of the" - Cult leader!
{*"The leader" scratched repeatedly*} I'm the cult leader!
{*"The leader" scratched repeatedly*} Cult leader!
{*"The leader" scratched repeatedly*} I'm the mother****in cult leader!
{*"The leader" scratched repeatedly*}

g'night then

[Auro]

I find love in the last places
Nary a light to fade
The damp corners of life they hide
And they hunt for lost prey

I look in the gutters before I rest
To find the wandering souls
Beneath my feet lay down trodden ground
And bones of the hapless fools

But it is here I find love of whispers
The legend warmest of all
For this ground I feel more at home
And loneliness hears my call

Originally posted by Auro
I find love in the last places
Nary a light to fade
The damp corners of life they hide
And they hunt for lost prey

I look in the gutters before I rest
To find the wandering souls
Beneath my feet lay down trodden ground
And bones of the hapless fools

But it is here I find love of whispers
The legend warmest of all
For this ground I feel more at home
And loneliness hears my call

Get out of this thread unless you have some good lyrics!

[Auro]

Lyrics are faggocy

Poems are quite a bit more elegant

[21:46] <Auro> I am a curse
[21:46] <Auro> So tightly I wound on to men
[21:46] <Auro> They cannot remove me
[21:46] <Auro> Until old age breaks their spirits
[21:46] <Auro> I stay close
[21:46] <Auro> To the men in this hellish fury
[21:46] <Auro> Closer than leaves on a tree
[21:46] <Auro> Or a nut and a bolt
[21:46] <Auro> I dance
[21:46] <Auro> On the minds of the aging
[21:46] <Auro> The glory seekers of power
[21:46] <Auro> They want to catch the ever-elusive
[21:46] <Auro> Yet they cannot
[21:46] <Auro> For I am the fancy of kings
[21:46] <Auro> The scourge that empties
[21:46] <Auro> Even the best of towns
[21:46] <Auro> The brightest of both worlds
[21:46] <Auro> I am the curse of many
[21:46] <Auro> I forever hang on their lips
[21:46] <Auro> They seek to remove me
[21:46] <Auro> They pray for my demise
[21:46] <Auro> Yet I shan't be gone for long
[21:46] <Auro> I return with the wrath of a firebrand
[21:46] <Auro> Then I leave with a path red as geraniums
[21:46] <Auro> I ride along
[21:46] <Auro> On the second pale mare
[21:46] <Auro> Next to the reaper himself
[21:46] <Auro> Mars is my bringer
[21:46] <Auro> I do not wait for the moon to wane
[21:46] <Auro> I leave your sight, but never too far
[21:46] <Auro> Bring a mirror the next time
[21:46] <Auro> You think I won't follow behind

And since we all agree with the complete ownage by W.B. Yeats

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams


Unrefined Chavs

Originally posted by Spüg
Get out of this thread unless you have some good lyrics!

[SepH]

German version of Rammstein > the translated versions
it just sounds so much better :-/


but thats just my opinion

[Snurx]

Originally posted by Spüg
g'night then

And rammstein is cool, but i dont understand german...(seph)

Originally posted by SepH
German version of Rammstein > the translated versions

Well, yea the three english songs they did (Du Hast, Engel and some other song) are the suck, but I just translated it so the majority of the board users can read it...

[JBOY]

Post anti authority and the like song lyrics thread ahoy?

[Knight Theamion]

Originally posted by JBOY
Post anti authority and the like song lyrics thread ahoy?

think so

(read your pm btw?)

Originally posted by JBOY
Post anti authority and the like song lyrics thread ahoy?

come to join teh party then?

[Snurx]

Originally posted by JBOY
Post anti authority and the like song lyrics thread ahoy?

Post something, you too?