Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let It All Happen , by - Akala. Song from the album The Thieves Banquet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.05.2013
Record label: Illa State
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Let It All Happen , by - Akala. Song from the album The Thieves Banquet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопLet It All Happen |
| Existence is resistance in a world that |
| Thinks the human instinct should be held back |
| And all of our wisdom we we should sell that |
| Destroy the difference that we all have |
| And make use clones for the throne |
| Serving their agendas |
| Even when we think we oppose |
| We’re really their defenders |
| Look at what is given to those |
| Who chose for their repentance? |
| To fold to the goddess of gold and be cold henchmen |
| For stars spangled with banners |
| That dangles cars as carrots |
| Strangle Mars with cannons |
| Mangle arms with malice |
| And channel arms so callous |
| And banish bards that challenge |
| And challenge half the planet |
| The great USA |
| With a British dog on a leash |
| We are the bringers of peace into the Middle of East |
| You are invited to Feast |
| On the tasty flesh of a beast |
| It might be someone’s seed |
| But why worry there is no need |
| We intravenously feed |
| On dead carcasses |
| Yeah they’re starving cos |
| They wanted to own their own wealth |
| And they are not part of us |
| Most of the time I think of myself |
| And I can palm it off |
| Sometimes I think of the world |
| It gets me started off |
| So so what do we do now |
| Make ways that praise more than a few how? |
| Their fake ways we kill it with a tool blaw |
| Or go back to the way we’ve always done it |
| Whatever we do there’s always gonna be division |
| Whatever we do there will always be a thieves' religion |
| Whatever we do they’re just gonna build another prison |
| So let’s just do nothing and let it all happen |
| Whatever we do the universe just keeps on giving |
| Whatever we do the Earth will always keep on spinning |
| Whatever we knew we still won’t understand beginnings |
| So let’s just do nothing and let it all happen |
| Existence is resistance in a world that |
| Thinks the human instinct should be held back |
| And all of our wisdom we should sell that |
| Destroy the difference that we all have |
| Every freedom we believe we’re receiving this evening |
| But believing is deceiving |
| When there’s no meaning |
| In not a syllable |
| However how lyrical |
| Spouted from the mouths of a clout |
| Devout criminals |
| Hegemony is as old as humanity right? |
| So we’re told |
| So let us scramble for the globe until everything folds |
| As long as pockets always have enough dollars to fold |
| As long as rockets always have enough venom to scold |
| A daddy’s daughter |
| A mother’s son |
| Or anyone |
| That has not come to succumb to a murderer’s tongue |
| So we’re told |
| Worship a gun |
| From the palace of permanent slums |
| Purchase a ton |
| From whoever will sell you the Sun |
| And sell it back to whoever can give you the funds |
| The race is run |
| But I don’t know if we lost or we won |
| It’s all perception, death and resurrection |
| A lack of answers won’t stop as asking the question |
| Resisting the system? |
| Please tell me what’s the mission |
| Cos we would probably be oppressors |
| If given position |
| Yeah I try to spread a message, but really ambition |
| Is what is driven through my lyrics |
| I’m really a gimmick |
| Not that I don’t put my heart and my soul in the words |
| It’s just I ask |
| If the bars are changing the Earth |
| How arrogant to believe we can change it |
| Through art |
| Only slightly less arrogant than those |
| Who believe that we can’t |
| So pull a bit harder |
| We may just crumble the house of cards |
| Never to slumber it’s strength in numbers |
| Whenever we charge |
| There is a charge, lays these bars lace the guitars |
| Aim for the stars |
| Game for the part, straight as dart, pain from the heart |
| Great for the art |
| Start fighting |
| Or never should ever you pen to the page |
| Start writing |
| Or never should ever you empty the gauge |
| Murder a phase, verbally slayed |
| The coroner could not determine his age |
| Hard as a foreigner earning a wage |
| From the conservative nerd of a sage |
| Not heard? |
| I’m a permanent page |
| Written in the ink of the blood of a slave |
| No cotton so burn on a wage |
| Buried at the bottom of the ocean of rage |
| Existence is resistance. |
| x15 |
| So so what do we do now? |
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