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| The irony of life is such, at the same moment |
| I let the ink flow started writing this here poem |
| Would have love for her to hear it |
| Not even an hour past, my mother’s body disconnected with her spirit |
| Few tears started soaking up my t shirt |
| Seen the face god I seen dove then it got blurred |
| My mother gave her life to others, others lived for themselves |
| And left her some baggage full of suffering |
| Her managers and other high ranking officials |
| Together plotted to sabotage her militancy |
| Sat her in an open cell for a year and a half |
| Where metal shrapnel would rain through an innocent breeze |
| And while they gave themselves a golden parachute |
| Mom got sick at age 50, she has to bear the news |
| Left me with a few words as a legacy |
| I carry on the battlefield, on a war with destiny |
| In this economy we flaunt and we justify |
| The forest weeps even animals pick up the vibes |
| Staring at a screen fronting like we want to save the planet |
| And cry when a few bucks out of our Paycheck vanish |
| While they poisoning the air, 500,000 dead |
| As if Covid’s the only sole culprit, that being said |
| What’s happening’s not a surprise it’s very logical |
| The consequence of this economy is ecological |
| And I still want to believe that’s there’s higher power |
| While my belief in the human kind is rather sour |
| And that’s to say, we only get what we deserve |
| And when the tundra disappeared new viruses will emerge |
| When I was born I was crying, I wasn’t laughing |
| Perhaps I knew that I was thrust within a huge disaster |
| A sacrifice at the altar of this human folly |
| Insects we crush do more for us in this melancholy |
| This capitalistic system will exist |
| Only if everybody at the table getting fed |
| In 2020 it’s Judas who got his fix |
| Ate all the bread still Jesus let him live |
| While we protest multi-national supermarket chains |
| 50 years ago, we people let them win the game |
| Lower prices, more processed food, cheaper brands |
| How we know to trust em when they slap organic on the stamp |
| We all responsible for this current circumstance |
| We vote and manifest, we hate what we see happening |
| Rallies full of hate waiting for the perfect catalyst |
| But the revolution will be tied to our consumption |
| In America, health and prevention’s almost a great sin |
| Which means the patient and the client are the same thing |
| Proper nutrition that medicine is less expensive |
| But Medicare’ll do you better when the cancer festers |
| Had many back and forth’s with some arrogant physicians |
| Walking thru corridors of hospitals in poor conditions |
| In which, so many of us suffered the worst trauma |
| In these sad places where humanity is non-grata |
| The health systems are fragmented |
| You got good nurses and doctors on the one side |
| But on the other side big pharma is outsized |
| Like a Cartel in the Mexico, the scheme is organized crime |
| Promoting breakthroughs a mascot on steroids |
| Who refuses to die numbing his pain with some opioids |
| A dealer, rocking a pharmacist apron |
| Who sells us snake oil in a lab down in Dayton |
| And at the end of the day only intentions matter |
| Reality will always catch up to the reckless chatter |
| Solutions easy to find it’s not a secret |
| Thinking about our youth, damn we in some deep shit |
| Consented to this carnival mapped on the long-term |
| Costume party the youth are masked with the Mossberg |
| A shipwreck where it’s survival of fittest |
| A perpetual revisit of 2009 misses |
| Platforms where you see doctors become the journalists |
| Alarmist journalists become doctors we watch it burn again |
| We cancel, judge and crucify but it depends who |
| Those who own the channel choose who put they put the lens to |
| And it’s hard to form alliances and get to people buy in |
| While some, looking for buzz while others is doing science |
| And I never thought I’d see the day |
| Where great professors get scolded on by TV personalities who talk all day |
| Where the last in class considers himself a genius |
| Much like a terrorist the same DNA sequence |
| The YouTube and the TV channel resident |
| Singing off tune, American Idol of medicine |
| Spewing agendas off a script with mad confidence |
| Pushing for measures bringing catastrophic consequence |
| And the worst that’s yet to come won’t even be a virus |
| These «tools» will all be stuck when comes the next crisis |
| All I can do is laugh at these godless fearmongers |
| The fear death became their church within their subconscious |
| Could a simple vaccine bring solidarity? |
| Nah, the world’s gluttonous with a big lack of parity |
| Under the guise of protecting the elders |
| Billions being made on the deadliest weapons |
| Stats replacing words by technocratic nerds |
| Numbers ratios leading this undemocratic world |
| When they don’t like the numbers, they get thrown in a trash |
| Hidden truths, hidden behind these letters they use to mask |
| But who’s held accountable? And where’s the transparency |
| We get it, your type plays by different rules apparently |
| Pain killers other legal drugs in all our cabinets |
| And when we mention natural remedies they start bashing us |
| Our city’s subjected to the laws of the Dirty Dozens |
| I turn the News on and all I see is bunch of suckers |
| Playing with human emotions and taking them for hostage |
| Pumped us with fear, rational thought’s lost in the process |
| Leaving a welcome sign for fascism to enter |
| Popping pills to numb ourselves for the dark winter |
| Mister congressman our hands cannot stop the flow of sand |
| Why so many houseless in the cold, make us overstand |
| Conspiracies inspired by conspirators |
| Who conspire turn around and blame conspiracy theorist |
| Throughout history all we’ve seen is war and rifts |
| So don’t try to tell me plots don’t exist |
| Kicks to the gut, schemes for the wicked |
| Gentlemen dressed in nice suits, we call it business |
| Lies and weapons of mass distraction |
| Millions are dead, while the consent is manufactured |
| Selling war as noble cause you know the cost is death |
| Avery time they lower oil cost |
| Fighting war on drugs, «down» with the communists |
| But really they used drug money to kill the communists |
| While crack cocaine was tearing up the hood |
| Seen it in the 80's they were scheming on us good |
| During the month of March, they gave us their analysis |
| The economy can tank we gotta salvage it |
| And just about a half a million deaths later |
| Fake news, real news who got the correct data? |
| Red Alert! Red Alert! |
| Nobody move and nobody get hurt |
| Panic buying toilet paper in the bunker |
| Running a Milgram experiment on Archie Bunker |
| So many lies peddled, people believe in nothing |
| Disconnected from it all, rather make up something |
| And yes, fear and paranoia can make you an addict |
| Cause and effects, got u doing pseudo-mathematics |
| Hope is thin, in this divisive atmosphere |
| Too much smoke, blown up our ass, for the path to clear |
| And if you got time, to post a million hateful comments |
| Can you keep the plight of the less fortunate in your conscious |
| You don’t want them here right, the earth is bigger |
| Drunk driving with your mask on and a hurt liver |
| And as you wear your mask, you also wear it on your sleeve |
| Same way, you’ll change your mind depending on the wind speed |
| But don’t worry jack, got my finger on the pulse |
| Gather the sheep and the pork, I’m a hit em off |
| And if the number of deaths, that you wanna stop |
| One percent of the armament budget will make it drop |
| Every year, 8 or 9 million lives can saved |
| But providing clean water’s been a failure |
| While these dummies playing, way too busy brandishing their gun |
| While they selling jet fighters to Saudi Arabia |
| We playing with fireworks during these deadly times |
| Life and death, decided by arbitrary line |
| Life is not black and white just a happy chaos |
| We celebrate until death comes to end the séance |
| During this pandem (ic), they pitting them against them |
| How many dead, waiting for a cure against death |
| Can read the hypocrisy on their face? |
| When you bury the ones you hate, just so you can save face |
| And so it seems that many seem to forget |
| That we’re not bunch of computer you can fix when you sick |
| Speculative bubbles and economic growth |
| Gave us a sense of invincibility deep inside our soul |
| When it hits the fan, they say artist is non-essential |
| When we hit a rough patch, as if music isn’t helpful? |
| Yet you use our names when it’s time to raise some funds |
| When times are bad, you drop us like we weight a ton |
| But nothing new under the sun my young gunner |
| In this country a real job is one that makes you suffer |
| From a sinking ship, we film the one drowns |
| And turn around and act like a modern day Malcom now |
| 20 years ago, these bright marketers killed the music |
| Privatized the hospitals guess who’s the biggest loser |
| The way I see unity is way gone |
| Obama, Bush, the Clintons and the Trumps sang the same song |
| Our daughters can’t breathe, our sons can’t breathe |
| Their future walking on tight rope without a plan B |
| Can see the world of tomorrow, written on their faces |
| We judge them and categorize them, it makes me anxious |
| Between clichés of terror and homages |
| Soon to be washed up by a tsunami of broken promise |
| America on paper’s full of inspiring pablum |
| When the real America’s really a war factory |
| No talk of reparations ghetto still segregated |
| We know the numbers like Lauryn got us miseducated |
| Corrupt police culture and bunch of corrupt officials |
| Ready to screw our future up, to move up a little |
| Stuck in a juvenile wrestling match |
| As if you had to crush or hurt people to get your message passed |
| I’m not impressed, and there’s those who think on the left |
| Cause they sitting at the bar drinking with couple blacks |
| You might think you know a few, but you don’t know their fight |
| Hard to picture life in basement from the 8th flight |
| Until the night you get in a scuffle and catch a right |
| That’s when you went from being left to the extreme right |
| And I try not to judge cause anyone can change |
| Not a child of violence, I rather the peace reign |
| We pay our taxes whether wins or loses |
| So we still as American as these folks that be burning crosses |
| And you can write about your epigenetics |
| Trying to cope against the times changing that’s just pathetic |
| Pointing fingers at Africa when you speak of corruption |
| When nepotism’s all we see in this banana republic |
| You think we equal? Lies, brothers and sisters? Lies |
| Are you listening? Nah do you respect us? |
| Lies |
| Put in perpetual second class to keep you balanced |
| The «American Dream» sold to the biggest addicts |
| Alt-right reactionary, liberal anarchist |
| Inventing words, what the hell’s a right wing populist |
| Plutocrats for bureaucrats, eco-anarcho fascists |
| Killing each other at the bottom while they get mad rich |
| Deforestation, exporting manufacturing jobs |
| To keep the Dow Jones popping lives get sabotaged |
| Slave labor, overseas and corporate takeovers |
| Mansions in America and Africa’s the lay over |
| Migrants in overcrowded boats, don’t nobody care |
| We ransacked their land for them to die there |
| We sign contracts then we swindle out of them |
| Amen, you out of luck If u live in Yemen |
| More bombs, drone fighters is the avatar |
| How many kids die, politicians don’t say Allah-u-Akbar |
| Look at Vietnam, look at Cambodia |
| Kissinger was never judged they put him on a podium |
| You can round up 400,000 innocent lives |
| And get the Nobel Peace prize for killing them |
| Easy to study the theory and codes of their religion |
| This ain’t the definition of war, this is terrorism |
| Articulating these ideas became complicated |
| Especially, when emotions get implicated |
| And tomorrow we’ll cry tears for the present day |
| Just for us to come, right back to where we are today |
| Thinking back at Kyle Rittenhouse |
| Or that driver back in Nice who ran over a crowd |
| It’s the same anger, same madness behind the iris |
| They’ll say one is depressed, the other is part of ISIS |
| It’s the culture they be promoted that’s the real problem |
| You can gotta make them talk about you to become somebody |
| To represent a cause, no longer be anonymous |
| Where shocking news is the favorite drug of the audience |
| Where we post on Facebook and we tweet our moods |
| Showing the best parts and highlights, we pick and choose |
| Picture perfect life, mad exotic places |
| Perfect relationship photoshop machinations |
| And when that break-ups happen it’s «F» everything |
| Fishing for more likes as a medicine |
| And when depression and hate, meet at the altar |
| It’s a deadly date with the grim reaper as a stalker |
| It’s nothing deep, there’s really no rhyme or reason |
| Only a fire that’s exposed during the hottest season |
| Looking for meaning so we roam, life can be lonely, nobody wanna die alone |
| I think about it but can’t find the solution |
| Self centered punks out to brunch living an illusion |
| With some delusions of grandeur looking for some answers |
| On TV inspired by life of dead gangsters |
| You got the Proud and the Boogaloo Boys |
| Who feel entitled to a land, that was stolen from natives |
| Calling the BLM protestors a bunch of hooligans |
| Cops were killed during the storm, who u trying to fool again? |
| Certain medias trying to down play it |
| And when we saw the cops kill Floyd they tried to blame him |
| Dog whistling, we tired of the double-talk |
| Seeing pundits do linguistical somersaults |
| Hard to express myself in 140 characters |
| So I do it here love love, that’s how I’m sharing it |
| In an era where extreme discourse became banal |
| The bully pulpit throwing tomatoes at the crowd |
| Since 9−11 seems more souls are close minded |
| If you got a different belief they wanna close line it |
| They know my background so every time’s somebody’s killed |
| They wanna know my opinion as if I bore the guilt |
| Same excrement, different toilet |
| Joseph Kony still killing it’s so disappointing |
| Little by little, they peg us as the enemy |
| To low information voters who we might never see |
| But when we win big, the skin color vanishes |
| Look how we celebrate sports after a championship |
| Tired of rapping bout the same problems for 20 years |
| It’s easy to the sell the world as black and white and be millionaire |
| Wanna be rich? Deny the history, that’s the grift |
| What a masterful denial with an asterisk |
| Let’s be afraid to be in public and protect our hearts |
| Manipulated by our fears thus keeping us apart |
| That’s what a terrorist wants right? To keep us scared |
| I guess so far they won, cause we already there |
| You hear the way they talk they despise the underclass |
| School curriculums white washed with bunch of crap |
| Michael Brown, Rodney king to Michel Zecler |
| But they love you if you Stefan Curry or Clyde drexler |
| But if you ain’t around those neighborhoods you’d never know |
| How many friends I had to bury, can never let it go |
| Way Too young to die, victims of senseless killing |
| No peace, it’s life or death in certain US cities |
| And it’s hard to comprehend if you ain’t lived that |
| To be harassed for what you look like where you live at |
| A world destroyed by folks who got nothing to lose |
| Inflicting pain on the innocent cause they make the rule |
| It breeds anger, homegrown terrorist |
| Who shoot up schools under some fictitious narrative |
| Discriminated at school and when u look for jobs |
| Every field even housing, you have to fight the odds |
| And then the youth start to believe it they feel ostracized |
| Another generation at the margin pauperized |
| Flip side, so in love with so called excellence |
| Of these white collars ass crooks that they be selling us |
| Get paid, only dollars are here to worship |
| They don’t wanna read about Kwame Ture they rather floss and |
| Cause all the words, they steal them and flip em |
| They weaponize them and they use them on the victims |
| And the intolerant deemed as culture warriors |
| Acting like they the Victims, they the ones that been victorious |
| A society where only themselves considered righteous |
| And any other culture gets treated like a virus |
| Imbecilic debates I don’t wanna partake |
| Hate speech can never enter into god space |
| They try to make choose sides either good or bad |
| Am I «Charlie» or not I’m just me and that makes them mad |
| Picture a convalescent shooting up a hospital |
| Nowadays critical thought seems impossible |
| Living life with death, omnipresent in your subconscious |
| Inundated with negative thoughts, that you gotta process |
| Been in a major crisis ever since my day of birth |
| The elders tell me it’s been like this since they been on earth |
| Compassion packed her bags and she left the block |
| Leaving a nation afraid boiling in the melting pot |
| And when the drama hits, people want a scapegoat |
| All this time, the elected leaders had a say so |
| Treated like bonobos bottom of the totem pole |
| We free, but it’s when you free that you more vulnerable |
| Imagine if I just lose it and start to wild out |
| And they kill me as my weapon starts to shout out |
| I know it’s sad they would make me out as a pariah |
| And say I was radicalized five minutes prior |
| We take note, we accept it and shut our mouths |
| While the police force repress and control the crowd |
| Our people suffering, crying out without a cent |
| And it’s society that suffers 100 percent |
| This ain’t working, we need something that works better |
| We can’t relate these politicians don’t bring us together |
| Our lives are like fireworks on January first |
| We didn’t cause the mess, they want us to clean the dirt |
| It’s war against this and war against that |
| But war is when the bombs blow and wigs get capped |
| Ask the elders who survived the Nazi regime |
| Go to Syria or Yemen ask them what they see |
| On all subjects, security and the economy |
| The MAGA’s will try to say thing were better back in slavery |
| Goes back to the clash of civilizations |
| Greed and violence and effects of globalization |
| The money crosses borders information crosses borders |
| Narcotic crosses borders, and oil crosses borders |
| And money never travels alone |
| So it’s no surprise bloodshed and sorrow also crosses borders |
| Maybe since Eisenhower is when we held the leach |
| Our country decided to be the world police |
| Like a dead beat dad, the land we live in |
| Is it too much to ask for Uncle Sam to love his children? |
| Land of the migrants, land of opportunity |
| Stolen from the native decimated their communities |
| How many got lynched? How many tears poured? |
| How many moms screaming «dear lord!»? |
| And I still stand for peace |
| Even though it seems technology wants us to beef |
| In ten years we experienced a century’s worth |
| Mad loss our entire value system is hurt |
| Different generations speaking different dialects |
| Imagine 30 years ago if they had internet |
| We can debate about it, it’s an accelerator |
| Members in white supremist groups would be a lot greater |
| Politicians let them fester and grow |
| Better or worst, all they care about is getting a vote |
| Some lives matter, other lives not much |
| Little to no punishment after the Capitol rush |
| While the indigenous are silenced while pipelines laid |
| Pretty little speech, Wall Street gets paid |
| Minerals in Congo who cares? Those are negros |
| The shareholder’s appetite’s larger than Debo’s |
| While reality shows sucking on our brain cells |
| Metal hard headed hearts encased in the same shell |
| Instagram and Facebook gassing up our ego |
| Priming you for brainwash by fascistic ethos |
| Is the world much worse? I doubt it |
| But it’s on repeat! In the background while we browsing |
| And it marinates inside our soul for days |
| And the echos of anxiety run deep inside our brain |
| Watching documentaries feeling blue, but if I’m honest I |
| Rather just watch some animals, cause I can feel the god inside em |
| And If I die it’s with a loving heart my friends |
| I’m still here Waiting for their world to end |
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| Le monde est à moi ft. Akhenaton | 1997 |
| Je suis Marseille ft. JUL, L'Algérino, Alonzo | 2020 |
| N (Haine) ft. Akhenaton | 2000 |
| C'est Notre Hip-Hop ft. Shurik'n, K-RHYME LE ROI, Akhenaton | 1999 |
| Bad Boys De Marseille (Part 2) ft. La Fonky Family, Shurik'n | 2005 |
| A Vouloir Toucher Dieu . | 2005 |
| Le retour du Shit Squad ft. K-RHYME LE ROI, Akhenaton, Fonky Family | 1998 |
| 11'30 contre les lois racistes ft. Arco, Freeman, Menelik | 2015 |
| Mission Statement 2 | 2018 |
| Pain | 2017 |
| Entrer Dans La Légende | 2005 |
| Constantly Armed | 2017 |
| À mi-chemin ft. Ben l'Oncle Soul, Akhenaton | 2011 |
| Charles S. Dutton | 2017 |
| Sucka 4 Love | 2017 |
| Letter | 2017 |
| Bad Boys De Marseille Avec La Fonky Family ft. La Fonky Family | 1995 |
| J'voulais Dire ft. Bruno Coulais | 2005 |
| African Drums 3 | 2018 |
| Chaque Jour | 2005 |
Тексты песен исполнителя: Akhenaton
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