Esham - Zeitgeist | Текст песни

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Intro
I don’t have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It’s a depression. Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel’s work, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there’s no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TV’s while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be. We know things are bad – worse than bad. They’re crazy. It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don’t go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, ‘Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything. Just leave us alone.’ Well, I’m not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don’t want you to protest. I don’t want you to riot – I don’t want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write. I don’t know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad. You’ve got to say, ‘I’m a HUMAN BEING, Goddamnit! My life has VALUE!

Wi wi wi wi wi wicked shit X 6

Back in this bitch , so you motherfuckers better know what time it is.
You all know my name so you know what kind of rhyme it is.
I don’t give a fuck about your favorite rapper , he can die next.
Shit gets complex when I start to dissect , ima chop off your fingers , chop off your toes,
Watch your bloody body shaking till your fucking eyes close.
Bitch you die slow , Bitch you die slow, suicide bomber ,finger on the button ready explode.

Heavy metal rap rocking , hip-hop cops is watching,
But I don’t give a fuck ill still buck ,if you try to stop my dollar clocking.
FBI come knocking , ima be clock popping , catch me somewhere down in south beach foreign car shopping.

Wi wi wi wi wi wicked shit X 6

super large twin turbo charged parked up in my garage.
your girl a manage, full body massage.
Cold like the prince of snow , reality show , day in the life of Esham what u made at me fo!
cos i get that doe straight from the high school to the pros.
and im better then the best rapper alive everybody knows.

wicked shit!

bang it like a blood/Crip would ,Bush couldn’t do it this good.
drop bombs , Esham , Taliban come from my hood.

wicked shit

tryin to stop an insurgency ,state of emergency
this is a amber alert show some urgency.
suicide tendencies cause me to kill mcs
so i just sit back and collect the royalties.

wicked shit!

cos im sick in the head .
red rum red rum cause bedlam.
ive came a long way from small time, dope peddling.
I will kill from the number one spot.
im like T.I at kmart , buying machine guns in the parking lot.
HA HA HA