Syqnys - Hashtag Genocide [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Sample]
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The prefrontal lobe is rather small
The adrenaline gland is rather bigger than it needs to be
There's a lot of fighting, there's a lot of conflict
There's a lot of warfare
Murder, theft and perjury
Slavery, torture, genocide
Once a primate believes he has god on his side
That primate is capable of anything

[Verse 1: Syqnys]
Gather 'round, everyone come and see
Strange Fruit being hung from a tree
And white children are touching the knee
Of a man whose children were dumped in the sea
Generations bleed on plantations
Slave ships feed the freest of nations
Near extinction of natives deceitful relations, bring me the blankets!
I know my fellow heretics can relate
To that women being burnt as a witch at the stake
That was then this is now, this is not the fate
Of women, unless they live in an Islamic state
Women are slaves, you see a Muslim in America wearing a burka so you think this isn't a cage?
Your ignorance pains me, they live in their chains
But I believe in the freedom to be resistance to change
We got girls trying learn, men burning their face
Cause they think the only thing that they should learn is their place
A virgin gets raped, it's like she deserves the disgrace
‘Cause that burka protects her from his cursed embrace
This is the worst of the worst, yeah I'm sure but the case
Of genital mutilation occurs at a rate
That'll make you irate, leave a murderous taste
In your mouth like that meat that gets served on your plate
And I'm the pussy cause I am more than just bothered
By billions of animals being tortured and slaughtered
All so we don't have to pay a penny more than a dollar
For that hamburger when we go gorge at McDonalds
While millions of children die of starvation
We die of obesity in a dieting nation
We have the technology to fly into space
We're still dying of AIDS, and I am not saying
We shouldn't explore space, no, I am just saying
Look at all this innovation, why are we wasting this?
My generation's mind's on vacation
Where stupidity is worth idolization
We have access to near infinite information
We're trying to find what the size of Miley Cyrus's waist is
Meanwhile, genocide isn't making
The front page of any paper but I'll like it on Facebook

[Hook: Syqnys and Baba Brinkman]
Hashtag genocide, I'll like this or heart this
I'll share this, just to show you I am not heartless
What will be our legacy, the smiling carcass
Of a corporation lying on a pile of garbage?
Or a pile of dollars? Buy me some nonsense
Look at all that money can it buy you a conscience?
You’ll realize it's all been a lie and a con since
The beginning, at the same time that the bomb hits

[Verse 2: Baba Brinkman]
Nature is a cold killer and we're a part of it
No place for martyrs in a darwinistic argument
I'm carving at the joints, tearing into the cartilage
Digging like a wasp into the maggoty heart of it
My offspring will eat you from the insides
In spite of your infinite agony and never think twice
You have more chance of persuading a fox not to slaughter chickens
Than you have a backing me down from competition
I'm not a killer but I could have been
A man is a gladiator in a pit, once you push him in
I might of taken a sword to a foreign nation
In the middle ages and papered over pain with bible pages
I’ve got a bit of Jim Jones and Dave Koresh in me
A totalitarian streak and a sense of destiny
A messianic complex that expresses sexually
You’re looking kinda like a fresh conquest to me
It boggles your mind when I try to prolong squabbles
It’s not ‘cause I’m godless or heartless or lost marbles
It’s just ‘cause I’ve got to conquer I wanted it, unstoppable
Optically watching you through some Genghis Khan goggles
Why am I so insane that question is so inane
I refrain from killing every day, I show restraint
See what happens if you put a hundred chimps on a plane
It’s the peaceful side of people that’s the trick to explain
And yeah, I’ve done some animals in, brought some mammals down
Jeffery Dahmer I’m the water killer of salmon and trout
Hunting for adrenaline, you can call it murdering
I call it protein go picket in front of Burger King
My ancestors hunted mammoths to oblivion
And planetary mass-extinction expansion is hideous
But that’s why I’m living instead of dead as Denisovan
My branch is alive, their branch is Davidian
I’m a latent killer descended from blatant killers
Strangely feeling peaceful no urge to rape and pillage
My urge instead is to see a rapist caged in prison
Hang Genghis Khan from his balls until it’s safe for women
How did I get here? What was the cause of the change?
Why do I turn away from it when the thought is deranged?
I can feel the taboos and social violations
Bubbling away in my brain's vile basement
But if I embrace them, instant ostracization
Baba Brinkman: A Man on the Brink of annihilation
I want to change it and discard the mental rot
And let some extra doves into my parliament of thoughts
So lately I’m speaking out and targeting some shots
At those that try to base ethical arguments on gods
Take a stand, you’ll find it’s kind of exciting
But if you can’t, you’re better off on twitter writing:

[Hook: Syqnys and Baba Brinkman]
Hashtag genocide, I'll like this or heart this
I'll share this, just to show you I am not heartless
What will be our legacy, the smiling carcass
Of a corporation lying on a pile of garbage?
Or a pile of dollars? Buy me some nonsense
Look at all that money can it buy you a conscience?
You’ll realize it's all been a lie and a con since
The beginning, at the same time that the bomb hits