Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Exodus, artist - Megaloh
Date of issue: 25.02.2016
Song language: Deutsch
Exodus(original) |
I see people going to and fro |
Say they got to find somewhere to go |
In a system that is so unjust |
There goes another Exodus |
What I see is a mass migration |
Another movement of the nation |
When the people don’t know who to trust |
There will allways be an Exodus |
Alle Menschen sind gleich |
Ich nehm' noch so viel Unterschied wahr |
Hauptsache wir profitieren und genießen ihr Klima |
Angewidert, je mehr man sieht desto aggressiver |
Sativa Pflanzen, Antidepressiva |
Kein Prediger, selber nur ein Sünder |
Mitverantwortlich für diese Welt so wie ihr Gründer |
Wenn du’s peilst wird dir schlecht |
Leid ist Geschäft |
Wir alle damit auf irgendeine Weise vernetzt |
Das gleiche Netz, mit dem sie Meerestiere fangen |
Die bequemen Sneakers an, made in Vietnam |
Vulkankessel erhitzen, alles echte Geschichten |
Arm gegen bessere Schichten |
Union gegen Separatisten |
Militär gegen Zivilisten, Rächer mit Listen |
Das ist rektales Fisten, Messer mit brechenden Spitzen |
Da helfen keine Retter mit Spritzen |
I see people going to and fro |
Say they got to find somewhere to go |
In a system that is so unjust |
There goes another Exodus |
What I see is a mass migration |
Another movement of the nation |
When the people don’t know who to trust |
There will allways be an Exodus |
Exodus, wo Glauben schwindet, wächst Verdruss |
Erträgt den Frust, er trägt sein Kreuz, Hexenschuss |
Er trägt sein Kind, Heckenschuss |
Dachte jetzt ist Schluss, Exitus |
Schreck saß tief, schnell weg gemusst |
Auf den nächsten Bus und es geht zu Fuß |
Über Grenzen und an Grenzen |
Fast verreckt vor Durst, vom letzten Geld erste Welt, schlechter Wechselkurs |
Weil in dieser Welt Gerechtigkeit nicht gleich Recht sein muss |
Herzlich Willkommen in deutschen Landen |
Wo Träume schwanden, wenn sie den Weg über Zäune fanden |
Überzeugung wankten, wo wieder mal Häuser brannten |
Sie im Zeugenstand während die Meuten mit dem Teufel tanzten |
Wo Täter zu Richtern werden, Väter zu Anstiftern werden |
Die Hand auf der Schrift des Herrn |
Wo manche nur um ihrer selbst willen ins Feld ziehen, den Held spielen |
Reden wir von Weltbild oder Selbstbild |
Das Papier bleibt leer, die Mission kann nicht starten |
Die Vision, die muss warten |
Das Mikrophon ist verstaubt |
Hab' noch so viele Fragen |
Ein Raubtier im Käfig, Zoologischer Garten |
Lässt man mich raus, heißt das zu hoher Schaden |
Platzt bei mir der Knoten, dann platzt dir der Kragen |
Kauf im Park die Drogen und den Fusel im Laden |
Alles dreht sich, ich kann so niemals schlafen |
So wie Piraten suche ich die Schätze der Länder |
Lokalisierung, geh' rein, klau' alles, nenn' es dann Globalisierung |
Modell vor dem Aufprall, so fallen Regierungen |
Das ist nicht Fair Trade, das ist mehr Hate |
Die Texte sind so kritisch, bekomme kein Airplay |
Die Menschen schwimmen den Ressourcen hinterher |
Im Mittelmeer patrouilliert deswegen das Militär |
I see people going to and fro |
Say they got to find somewhere to go |
In a system that is so unjust |
There goes another Exodus |
What I see is a mass migration |
Another movement of the nation |
When the people don’t know who to trust |
There will allways be an Exodus |
Yo Mega, Tabula Rasa war’s nur das Karma was uns in Arsch trat |
Sag mal warum ganzen Tag lang nur Drama |
Gegenwart, Leben hart, wie auf 'ner Packung Viagra |
Ich reim', war’s nur das Karma auf Vasco da Gama |
Was geht denn da ab? |
Nix is echt, Fata Morgana |
Links ist rechts, alles was wir wissen war Propaganda |
Meister Proper Ganda haut dir auf’n Kopf mit Hammer |
Der neuste Hit ist Brainwash Style nicht Whopper Gangnam |
Dies meine Poesie, mein Plädoyer, mein Pressetext |
Ich denke im Endeffekt trägt vielleicht sogar ein Nazi sein Herz am rechten |
Fleck |
Haha — hast du den Gag gecheckt |
Mein Style ist doppeldeutiger Conscious Backpacker Rap |
Mega ist back, fetter Track, Klassiker, Neuauflage |
Augen rot, weil ich geheult habe, nach dem Steuern zahlen |
Trag' die Last der Welt auf der Schulter als wär's 'n Fashion-Statement |
Mach' aus meinem echten Leben Entertainment, Gentleman sing |
I see people going to and fro |
Say they got to find somewhere to go |
In a system that is so unjust |
There goes another Exodus |
What I see is a mass migration |
Another movement of the nation |
When the people don’t know who to trust |
There will allways be an Exodus |
(translation) |
I see people going to and from |
Say they got to find somewhere to go |
In a system that is so unjust |
There goes another Exodus |
What I see is a mass migration |
Another movement of the nation |
When the people don't know who to trust |
There will always be an Exodus |
All people are equal |
I still perceive so much difference |
The main thing is that we benefit and enjoy their climate |
Disgusted, the more you see the more aggressive |
Sativa plants, antidepressants |
Not a preacher, just a sinner himself |
Responsible for this world as well as its founder |
If you judge it, you'll feel sick |
suffering is business |
We are all connected to it in some way |
The same net they use to catch sea creatures |
Wear the comfortable sneakers, made in Vietnam |
Heating volcanic cauldrons, all real stories |
Poor against better shifts |
Union against Separatists |
Military versus civilians, avengers with ruses |
This is rectal fisting, knives with breaking points |
No rescuers will help with syringes |
I see people going to and from |
Say they got to find somewhere to go |
In a system that is so unjust |
There goes another Exodus |
What I see is a mass migration |
Another movement of the nation |
When the people don't know who to trust |
There will always be an Exodus |
Exodus, where faith wanes, anger grows |
Bears the frustration, he bears his cross, lumbago |
He carries his child, snipe |
Thought it was over now, Exitus |
Fright was deep, had to leave quickly |
On the next bus and it goes on foot |
Across borders and at borders |
Almost dying of thirst, from the last money first world, bad exchange rate |
Because in this world, justice does not have to be the same as law |
Welcome to Germany |
Where dreams vanished when they found their way over fences |
Conviction faltered where houses burned again |
You in the witness stand while the packs danced with the devil |
Where perpetrators become judges, fathers become instigators |
The hand on the writing of the Lord |
Where some only go into the field for their own sake, play the hero |
Let's talk about worldview or self-image |
The paper remains blank, the mission cannot start |
The vision has to wait |
The microphone is dusty |
I still have so many questions |
A caged predator, Zoological Garden |
If you let me out, that means too much damage |
If the knot bursts for me, then your collar will burst |
Buy the drugs in the park and the booze in the store |
Everything spins, I can never sleep like this |
Like pirates, I seek the treasures of the lands |
Localization, go in, steal everything, then call it globalization |
Model before impact, that's how governments fall |
That's not fair trade, that's more hate |
The lyrics are so critical, don't get airplay |
People are chasing after resources |
That's why the military patrols the Mediterranean Sea |
I see people going to and from |
Say they got to find somewhere to go |
In a system that is so unjust |
There goes another Exodus |
What I see is a mass migration |
Another movement of the nation |
When the people don't know who to trust |
There will always be an Exodus |
Yo mega, tabula rasa it was just karma that kicked our ass |
Tell me why all day long drama |
Present, living hard, like on a pack of Viagra |
I rhyme, it was only the karma on Vasco da Gama |
What's going on there? |
Nothing is real, Fata Morgana |
Left is right, all we know was propaganda |
Master Proper Ganda hits you on the head with a hammer |
The latest hit is Brainwash Style not Whopper Gangnam |
This is my poetry, my plea, my press text |
I think in the end maybe even a Nazi wears his heart on the right |
spot |
Haha — did you check the gag |
My style is ambiguous conscious backpacker rap |
Mega is back, fat track, classic, new edition |
Eyes red from crying after paying taxes |
Carry the burden of the world on your shoulder like it's a fashion statement |
Make entertainment out of my real life, gentleman sing |
I see people going to and from |
Say they got to find somewhere to go |
In a system that is so unjust |
There goes another Exodus |
What I see is a mass migration |
Another movement of the nation |
When the people don't know who to trust |
There will always be an Exodus |