Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carneval, artist - Looptroop Rockers. Album song Fort Europa, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: David vs Goliath
Song language: English
Carneval |
Now, this happened during The Struggle Continues tour |
A.K.A time that we double the venues |
Doors open at ten, you should all bring your tent |
Line up outside the door, night before, making sure you get in (Come on!) |
Now you know when, let me tell you 'bout how it went down |
When we came to this little ass town |
In the middle of nowhere, man how did we go there? |
I can’t recall the way, though it feels like yesterday |
And the people went crazy, the crowd’s in a frenzy |
The show’s like a carneval! |
Hush when I bust, 'preme with a pen, seated again |
Embee putting in work cus y’all need to be beaten again! |
Trust me it’s us, back at it like smack addicts |
Stuck with a bad habit, turn fans to fanatics |
On a victory lap, we stop by in Pop-eye |
I drop my last 16, so sick teens will stop write! |
A vicious comeback, never ever left, but it had a rest |
Now they want to arrest, cus we kill and molest |
These so called emcees, so U-turn or you burn |
You’re not fucking with us! |
Who’s fucking with this? |
Pop in a disc, listen compare |
To the rest of the bullshit, I ain’t dissing, I swear |
I’m just telling the truth, y’all ain’t fading the troop |
On the mike or the mpc, the stage or the booth |
And if pages could shoot they would aim for the head |
Of the biz wouldn’t miss so we pray for the dead |
And then kiss’em good-bye, listen don’t cry |
On a Bob Dylan mission they were fixin' to die |
Nothing could help’em they murdered themselves |
When they went against us |
Us — you know the name: the mighty Looptroop Rockers |
Travel around the world true school globetrotters |
There’s no debate that we raise the stakes |
Everywhere we pass through we blaze up the stage |
We’re on a world tour with the whole entourage |
And your favourite band’s merch stand is the true stars |
But if we come to a place where you’re not |
Log on to the webshop we accept all cards |
Anytime, anywhere yo they murdered themselves |
When they went against us |
After load out we rolled out, celebrated in the van |
Though the speakers where blown out, the jammin' began |
So we drinking and laughing like always on tour |
And I’m thinking — I’m happy we on our way home! |
But then Shumi pulled over — hold up we can’t go! |
I left my wallet in el segundo… |
Fast turn around, back into town, floor it, let’s race! |
We’ll make it in time, they shut down soon, but we safe |
The people looked crazy, bonfires blazing |
What is this, a carneval? |
We parked the bus about a block away |
The whole crew got out heading for the place we rocked today |
People blocked our way so we got in the backdoor |
This shit is too dark yo where’s it at pro? |
I swear I left it between the soymilk and the vegan spreads |
Underneath Preme’s headband |
Show money, merch money — shit I’m dead… |
Man I saw the promoter outside. |
Trying to hide? |
Open the door — guess what we saw — man I ain’t lying! |
The people were crazy they’re feasting on babies |
In this bloody carneval! |
Literally — picture it! |
Snacking on baby back ribs |
Like Timbuktu when chilling with Chords |
But the difference is sickening, — snatching their babies |
From cribs and then sucking the blood out their pores |
Shocked by the gore, we just watched how they tore these |
Little kids into pieces, chopped up on the floor |
I’m down on all fours, almost fainted, gotta play dead… |
But I found the wallet by a baby, right when they ate it! |
Now we running like crazy, zombies are chasing |
Parading the carneval! |
Shiee, we gotta leave press the pedal to the metal |
These creatures won’t let us go — wanna get us and dead us yo |
Shallow us whole without a sign of remorse |
Stay around one minute more you’ll be the next on the main course |
In a corporate world where the leaders will floss |
With poor people’s muscle — life hittin' all time lows |
In the stock market hustle NASDAQ and Dow Jones |
Child labour violating their cosmetic codes |
Now the world going crazy |
Sacrificing its babies — come join in the carneval! |
A sigh of relief through the bus as we leave |
What the fuck’s going on? |
What they tryin' to achieve? |
The same city where you live and you breathe |
The system grows fatter and your kids are the feed |
And when I looked through the windshield |
I saw this big billboard for the welfare or healthcare system |
Was it really real or? |
It probably said like: |
This world needs its young! |
Could’ve been an ad buster but I read like: |
This world eats its young! |