J-Zone - Candy Razors [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wykonawca: J-Zone
Album: Music for Tu Madre
Data wydania: 1998-01-01
Gatunek: Rap
Producent: J-Zone

Tekst piosenki

[Intro: Speech of Roosevelt]
:Here is the challenge to our democracy
In this nation I see tens of billions of its citizens
A substantial part of its whole population
Who at this very moment are denied the greater part
Of what the very lowest standards of today
Call the necessities of life"

[Verse One: Huggy Bear]
It's brain implants, labor camps, uranium on tobacco plants
Secret handshakes, plaque an intentional avalanche
Spread of AIDS, IFC's, [?] contingency
Fucking shit up overseas the pope's down, you're down on your knees
The government's your enemy, hit strike dependency
It's a guilty plea fee, it's the Bildenburg Committee
International currency with my gold replacing paper money
It's the metalic strip on your driver's license
Genetic science, it's a crush rebel defiance
Planned racial riots
It's control of the population
One world, no more nations, grotesque creations
The eugenics debate, plans to make the perfect race
It's aristocratic, static, the Mason outfit
Heaven chicks, Global Economics, its the book I read
The shotgun under my bed, another author turned up dead
It's the slave trade, drug raid, assassination state
Dower the sheep in chrome with little Beau endless Peeps
The secret that I won't keep, the Mt. Weather treasure
Intelligence, benevolence, it's earthquakes measured
Another Mason president with secret pieces of the crusifix
On the cruiseship to Egypt in 2000, in public-housing
It's propaganda in a slick disguised, as entertainment
Rated R, ain't that bizarre?
And set some ties to space ships
A nuclear device headed for Jupiter
While network TV keeps us stupider
It's human spade and neutered, it's your baby's future
The eye inside the pryamid, the spy inside your crib

[Verse 2: Kobayashi]
Merely running a cyber race, as I stare off in space
One day my life they'll cut and paste
From [?]
Cop to floppy disc
She plays a game, her life at Risk
Watch my foes through the mist
Surround mounds of secret data
Fought to fought the one and other, mix shit, I own all to big brother
The biggest player hater
Keep three economic terminators
Exterminator of lower class and it's invisible sister of caste
Where the rich get richer meanwhile the poor just get their picture
In the local Times
From murder one to petty crimes
Interest rates climb
To keep you bawling all the time
At night a light shines
Infrared inspection of the mind
Contents, nonsense to tappin a line all the time
To control our life with nine numbers, concerns towards are gettin numb
As the market starts to plunder
I wonder where this world goes and realise
Time will expose all they try to keep hidden
So peep the knowledge god's spittin
Another world's in store
They can't be won without a war with revelations for more
Scan your card at the store, fingerprints to open a door
Easy pass so you can pass, help eliminate cash
From keepin taps in yo' ass, everywhere you goes swiping cards
Spending virtual dough bought in by interactive tracking
Conducted on the low, hi-tech hacking
Results in encryptic codes crackin now we have no defense
And our backs against the fence a lá Prince
Computers so real that they can talk
Leave mankind alive and short
Nutrition's getting dark

[Interlude]
"It's believed that these changes are so subtle
That they have already begun taking effect and
The makings of a new sociable state
Are in fact already among us"

[Verse Three: Trip]
Everybody flip a dollar over, scrutinize it
See the truth, realize the cyclopic optic in the socket
That's tri-angular watch the Ken Star spangle
Presentangle strangle
Your computer data, basically, replace the power with Armageddon
Fuck that I'ma get this
Call it armageddon, next tip let's get out of here
It's crowded here, too many cats runnin around the sphere
Changing with currencies, centered around the sphere burnin eternally
Although you think it's turning the globe it's spinnin is really controlled
By those who lead the mislead
As tricknology gets fed through the mouths of microchips
And their fiber opt, tickin testin clock tickin
Plot thicken like cock when it's leaving crotch, it's feminine
Watch millenium watch your pendium, cash freeze zero degrees
Like prime meridian
I pity slum and citizens who wanna know
Y2K fucked up they wanna know B-I-N-A-R-Y digital
Even though the environment is [?] compliance with
Higher enlightenment
My mind is in sent
Daily types of messages, I soak it all up
But I filter
Never caught up in contest fax with overlappin infractions
Made objections
Populace subtraction creatin a class that lacks action
Mold the world by what you tellin it meltin it swellin it
Watch all the dwellin it verbal relevant
Use verbal elements that confuse, arrest development
Of you intelligence you assumin that you can fuck with the Illumen'
But they celebit, secretly
Shhhhhhh

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