Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song #jan25, artist - Omar OffendumAlbum song Month of Madness, Vol. 7, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
#jan25 |
«First they ignore you |
Then they laugh at you |
Then they fight you |
Then you win» |
I heard 'em say the revolution won’t be televised |
Al-Jazeera proved 'em wrong, Twitter has him paralyzed |
80 million strong and ain’t no longer gonna be terrorized |
Organized, mobilized, vocalized |
On the side of Truth |
Umm ad-Dunya's living proof that it’s a matter of time |
Before the chickens home to roost |
Bouazizi lit the… |
And it slowly ignited the fire within Arab people to fight it |
From Tunis to Khan Younis, the new moon shines bright |
As The Man’s spoon was, as masses demand rights |
And dispel rumors of disunity, communally removing the tumors |
Of rotten 7ukoomas |
We’re making headway, chanting down the dictators |
Getting rid of deadweight |
Opening the floodgates like the streets of Jeddah |
Bawwabit il-thawra maftoo7a oo ma ba2an sid’ha |
We’ve been empowered to speak |
And though the future is uncertain |
Man, at least it isn’t bleak |
When our children can be raised |
Not in a cage — but on a peak |
The inheritors of mother earth are meek |
Freedom isn’t given by oppressors |
It’s demanded by oppressed |
Freedom lovers, freedom fighters |
Free to gather and protest |
For their God-given rights |
For the freedom of the press |
We know freedom is the answer |
The only question is… |
Who’s next? |
It’s very bad for my government! |
I haven’t any food, I haven’t any game! |
My and my children… I will die today! |
Time to push, and we ain’t falling back now |
Time to fight, because we are all we have now |
Do you hear? |
Calling out for back up |
Try to keep a look out for better days |
I’m weathering the storm, pleasure to be born |
News media disseminated a Heaven’s Gate’s level of alarm |
3rd person dictators couldn’t sever them till dawn |
3 mil in the street! |
We will live in Peace! |
(you will see it) |
But, first, God, rest the soul of those who choose |
To be free, from poverty they rose |
Knee deep in robbery, souls will plummet and burn like Mohamed Bouazizi (all I |
see is) |
Al-Jazeera logos |
Pillar of the State now hears this old soul |
Karma waits for no man, your presidential charm and armor break |
Out of place in your own homeland |
Now dip like mezze |
Imagine a million human march to Gaza |
From Qahira to Baghdad, siyasatkom saa7ira… |
3alamat Al-akhira… |
And that’s where the beef ends |
You should learn a lesson from oppression where it begins |
Black, White, Yellow, it don’t matter what race |
Before you break us you can push us off the deep end |
Different country, same struggle: we even! |
Contemplate on squeezing when our kids ain’t eating |
Only other difference is it’s hot all year round there |
Winter time and your kids ain’t freezing |
But we all starving, all grieving |
And the people with the power ain’t got heart enough to feed us |
Follow the procedures, and I study my Quran |
This is modern day signs, we just waiting on Jesus |
You should be the teacher of Quran to your kids |
Instead of wasting time watching Kelly Ripa and Regis |
This is Egypt, home of the ruins |
Last time we needed change it took Musa to move 'em |
Operation «Get Rid of the Pharaoh» |
Now we getting rid who ain’t willing to share no |
Bread with the people. |
We are all equal |
True men of God, Fear God, don’t fear no |
Person that’s walking on the face of the Earth |
If he got a tank, knife, gun, bow or an arrow |
Long as there’s breath then there’s still hope left |
So let hope rise like the eye of a sparrow |
Won’t be just niggas, won’t be just spics |
A-rabs, Pakis, rednecks, and hicks |
The leaders ain’t helping them feeding their kids |
The leaders helping pigs eating their kids |
Got me back on my Elijah, eating to live |
Run up in the White House with keyes to the crib |
The House and the Senate |
Ousted in a minute |
Takes these streets to Wall Street |
This one’s for Kemet |
They on that Gandhi, They on that Che, though |
But that Che turn that Cairo fuego |
Hard for the press to find a scapegoat |
When every man, woman, and child’s at the table |
They think they John Adams, they think they Ben Franklin |
They want democracy, What them Arabs thinking? |
World leaders now can see when keep people from eating |
The people will eat them |