Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trrism, 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
Trrism |
And now what… say what |
It’s Looptroop, rockers… once again |
What’s the difference, what’s the similarity |
We all search forgiveness, search for inner clarity |
Minor differences — major similarities |
Looptroop, the terrorist group |
The explosion would detonate, the sec felt like a decade |
Before his death was definite |
Visualize leaving his home — regretting it |
But stuck in that world was even more threatening |
I had to leave, picture me settled in I mean look at him |
All Mr. Hyde and Dr. Jekyllin' |
Daytime checking in, to make his paycheck come in |
Licking his bosses balls, nobody got respect for him |
Then when the weekend comes he can’t speak, he’s drunk |
Beat on his wife, call her a cheating cunt |
Then Easy-jetting down here with his dirty tourist dollars |
Neo colonizing the poorest islands |
And probably smuggling his little party drugs in |
But unlike me, he’s never stopped in customs |
I had to fly away to make a change! |
But the explosion would end all, shatter and devastate |
And then what? |
Ya’ll gave up |
What do we achieve, when we leave more |
Like than we unlike, unlike what we like to believe |
And so what? |
Y’all know what? |
Despite class, color or creed — We more like than we unlike |
Unlike what you like believe |
The explosion was deafening |
The mechanism glitched only for a second and. |
One last time reflected on his predicaments |
Stuck with no other option in this world’s decadence |
I had to make a change, it was evident |
To protest against the president’s ignorance |
With his limited point of reference, it was making sense |
So in a sense he was innocent |
Your Glossy tourist brochure I live in it |
But I ain’t never saw the resorts you visiting |
At night to state take all sorts of prisoners |
Assassinate and torture its citizens |
You and your government reaps the dividends |
Keep them in office as long as they’re diligent |
You turn a deaf ear to the robbing and killing and |
Separate the master race from the simians |
See me as muslim I must be hustlin' |
If I ever tried to leave I’d be stopped in customs |
I’mma fight for freedom and break the chains |
But the explosion would end all, shatter and devastate |
And then what? |
We gave up |
What do we achieve, when we leave more |
Like than we unlike, unlike what we like to believe |
And so what? |
Y’all know what? |
Despite class, color or creed — We more like than we unlike |
Unlike what you like believe |
Some people are tourists, some people are terrorists |
Some know what a war is, some don’t know what a hell it is |
It’s just something that they see on television |
Turn that shit off right now, man you better listen! |
Two lives, intertwined by the root |
It might not have happened, it might not even be the truth |
If so it wouldn’t be the first time you swallow lies |
But if it’s wrong I’d be the first to apologize |
I’m not here to judge, I wear the rugs of a wanderer |
Searching the truth but I ain’t on to her |
Not even close but I boast a vivid imagination |
Over a rhythm of desperation |
Of the people that’s forced to make changes |
But are locked by conventional laws into cages |
Becoming the labels the system gives them |
Whether it’s trrism or trrism |
What’s the difference, what’s the similarities |
We all search forgiveness, search for inner clarity |
Minor differences — major similarities |
Trying to shake the labels we inherited |
And now what? |
We gave up |
What do we achieve, when we leave more |
Like than we unlike, unlike what we like to believe |
And so what? |
Y’all know what? |
Despite class, color or creed — We more like than we unlike |
Unlike what you like believe |
And now what? |
We gave up |
What do we achieve, when we leave more |
Like than we unlike, unlike what we like to believe |
And so what? |
Y’all know what? |
Despite class, color or creed — We more like than we unlike |
Unlike what you like us to believe |