Napoleon Da Legend - The End of their World part II paroles de (lyrics)

The irony of life is such, at the same moment
I let the ink flow started
Writing this here poem
Would have love for her to hear it
Not even an hour past
My mother’s body disconnected with her spirit

Few tears started soaking up my t shirt
Seen the face god I seen
Dove then it got blurred
My mother gave her life to others
Others lived for themselves
And left her some baggagе full of suffering

Her managers and othеr high ranking officials
Together plotted to sabotage her militancy
Sat her in an open cell for a year and a half
Where metal shrapnel would rain
Through an innocent breeze
And while they gave themselves
A golden parachute mom got sick at age 50


She has to bear the news
Left me with a few words as a legacy
I carry on the battlefield
On a war with destiny

In this economy we flaunt and we justify
The forest weeps even animals
Pick up the vibes
Staring at a screen fronting like we
Want to save the planet
And cry when a few bucks
Out of our Paycheck vanish

While they poisoning the air, 500, 000 dead
As if Covid’s the only sole culprit
That being said
What’s happening’s not a surprise
It’s very logical
The consequence of this economy is ecological

And I still want to believe
That’s there’s higher power
While my belief in the human
Kind is rather sour and that’s to say
We only get what we deserve
And when the tundra disappeared
New viruses will emerge

When I was born I was crying
I wasn’t laughing perhaps I knew that I was
Thrust within a huge disaster
A sacrifice at the altar of this human folly
Insects we crush do more for
Us in this melancholy

This capitalistic system will exist
Only if everybody at the table getting fed
In 2020 it’s Judas who got his fix

While we protest multi
National supermarket chains
50 years ago, we people let them win the game
Lower prices, more processed food
Cheaper brands how we know to trust em when
They slap organic on the stamp

We all responsible for
This current circumstance
We vote and manifest
We hate what we see happening
Rallies full of hate waiting
For the perfect catalyst
But the revolution will be
Tied to our consumption

In America
Health and prevention’s almost a great sin
Which means the patient and the
Client are the same thing
Proper nutrition that medicine
Is less expensive
But Medicare’ll do you better
When the cancer festers

Had many back and forth’s
With some arrogant physicians
Walking thru corridors of hospitals
In poor conditions in which
So many of us suffered the worst trauma
In these sad places where
Humanity is non-grata

The health systems are fragmented
You got good nurses and doctors
On the one side
But on the other side big pharma is outsized
Like a Cartel in the Mexico
The scheme is organized crime

Promoting breakthroughs a mascot on steroids
Who refuses to die numbing his
Pain with some opioids
A dealer, rocking a pharmacist apron
Who sells us snake oil in
A lab down in Dayton and at the end of the
Day only intentions matter
Reality will always catch up
To the reckless chatter
Solutions easy to find it’s not a secret
Thinking about our youth
Damn we in some deep shit

Consented to this carnival mapped
On the long-term costume party the youth are
Masked with the Mossberg
A shipwreck where it’s survival of fittest
A perpetual revisit of 2009 misses

Platforms where you see doctors
Become the journalists
Alarmist journalists become doctors we
Watch it burn again we cancel
Judge and crucify but it depends who
Those who own the channel choose who
Put they put the lens to

And it’s hard to form alliances and
Get to people buy in while some
Looking for buzz while others
Is doing science
And I never thought I’d see the day
Where great professors get scolded on by
TV personalities who talk all day

Where the last in class
Considers himself a genius
Much like a terrorist the same DNA sequence
The YouTube and the TV channel resident
Singing off tune, American Idol of medicine

Spewing agendas off a script
With mad confidence
Pushing for measures bringing
Catastrophic consequence
And the worst that’s yet to come
Won’t even be a virus
These "tools" will all be stuck
When comes the next crisis

All I can do is laugh
At these godless fearmongers
The fear death became their
Church within their subconscious
Could a simple vaccine bring solidarity?
Nah, the world’s gluttonous with a
Big lack of parity

Under the guise of protecting the elders
Billions being made on the deadliest weapons
Stats replacing words by technocratic nerds
Numbers ratios leading this
Undemocratic world

When they don’t like the numbers
They get thrown in a trash hidden truths
Hidden behind these letters they use to mask
But who’s held accountable? And
Where’s the transparency we get it
Your type plays by different rules apparently

Pain killers other legal drugs
In all our cabinets
And when we mention natural remedies
They start bashing us
Our city’s subjected to the laws
Of the Dirty Dozens
I turn the News on and all
I see is bunch of suckers

Playing with human emotions and
Taking them for hostage pumped us with fear
Rational thought’s lost in the process
Leaving a welcome sign for fascism to enter
Popping pills to numb ourselves
For the dark winter

Mister congressman our hands cannot stop
The flow of sand
Why so many houseless in the cold
Make us overstand
Conspiracies inspired by conspirators
Who conspire turn around and
Blame conspiracy theorist

Throughout history all we’ve seen
Is war and rifts
So don’t try to tell me plots don’t exist
Kicks to the gut, schemes for the wicked
Gentlemen dressed in nice suit's
We call it business

Lies and weapons of mass distraction
Millions are dead
While the consent is manufactured
Selling war as noble cause you
Know the cost is death
Avery time they lower oil cost

Fighting war on drugs
"down" with the communists
But really they used drug money
To kill the communists
While crack cocaine was tearing up the hood
Seen it in the 80’s they
Were scheming on us good

During the month of March
They gave us their analysis
The economy can tank we gotta salvage it
And just about a half a million deaths later
Fake news
Real news who got the correct data?

Red Alert! Red Alert!
Nobody move and nobody get hurt
Panic buying toilet paper in the bunker
Running a Milgram experiment on Archie Bunker

So many lies peddled
People believe in nothing
Disconnected from it all
Rather make up something and yes
Fear and paranoia can make you an addict
Cause and effects
Got u doing pseudo mathematics

Hope is thin, in this divisive atmosphere
Too much smoke, blown up our ass
For the path to clear and if you got time
To post a million hateful comments
Can you keep the plight of the
Less fortunate in your conscious

You don’t want them here right
The earth is bigger
Drunk driving with your mask on
And a hurt liver and as you wear your mask
You also wear it on your sleeve same way
You’ll change your mind depending
On the wind speed

But don’t worry jack
Got my finger on the pulse
Gather the sheep and the pork
I’m a hit em off
And if the number of deaths
That you wanna stop
One percent of the armament budget
Will make it drop

Every year, 8 or 9 million lives can saved
But providing clean water’s been a failure
While these dummies playing
Way too busy brandishing their gun
While they selling jet fighters
To Saudi Arabia

We playing with fireworks during
These deadly times
Life and death, decided by arbitrary line
Life is not black and white
Just a happy chaos
We celebrate until death comes
To end the séance

During this pandem
(ic) , they pitting them against them
How many dead
Waiting for a cure against death
Can read the hypocrisy on their face?
When you bury the ones you hate
Just so you can save face

And so it seems that many seem to forget
That we’re not bunch of computer you
Can fix when you sick
Speculative bubbles and economic growth
Gave us a sense of invincibility
Deep inside our soul

When it hit's the fan
They say artist is non-essential
When we hit a rough patch
As if music isn’t helpful?
Yet you use our names when it’s
Time to raise some funds when times are bad
You drop us like we weight a ton

But nothing new under the sun my young gunner
In this country a real job is
One that makes you suffer
From a sinking ship, we film the one drowns
And turn around and act like
A modern day Malcom now

20 years ago
These bright marketers killed the music
Privatized the hospitals guess who’s
The biggest loser
The way I see unity is way gone obama, Bush
The Clintons and the Trumps
Sang the same song

Our daughters can’t breathe
Our sons can’t breathe
Their future walking on tight rope
Without a plan B
Can see the world of tomorrow
Written on their faces
We judge them and categorize them
It makes me anxious

Between clichés of terror and homages
Soon to be washed up by
A tsunami of broken promise
America on paper’s full of inspiring pablum
When the real America’s really a war factory

No talk of reparations
Ghetto still segregated
We know the numbers like
Lauryn got us miseducated
Corrupt police culture and bunch
Of corrupt officials
Ready to screw our future up
To move up a little

Stuck in a juvenile wrestling match
As if you had to crush or hurt
People to get your message passed
I’m not impressed
And there’s those who think on the left
Cause they sitting at the bar
Drinking with couple blacks

You might think you know a few
But you don’t know their fight
Hard to picture life in basement
From the 8th flight
Until the night you get in a
Scuffle and catch a right
That’s when you went from being
Left to the extreme right

And I try not to judge
Cause anyone can change
Not a child of violence
I rather the peace reign
We pay our taxes whether wins or loses
So we still as American as these
Folks that be burning crosses

And you can write about your epigenetics
Trying to cope against the times
Changing that’s just pathetic
Pointing fingers at Africa when
You speak of corruption
When nepotism’s all we see
In this banana republic

You think we equal? Lies
Brothers and sisters? Lies
Are you listening? Nah do you respect us?
Lies put in perpetual second class
To keep you balanced
The "American Dream" sold to
The biggest addicts

Alt-right reactionary, liberal anarchist
Inventing words
What the hell’s a right wing populist
Plutocrats for bureaucrats
Eco-anarcho fascists
Killing each other at the bottom
While they get mad rich

Deforestation, exporting manufacturing jobs
To keep the Dow Jones
Popping lives get sabotaged
Slave labor, overseas and corporate takeovers
Mansions in America and Africa’s the lay over

Migrants in overcrowded boats
Don’t nobody care
We ransacked their land for them to die there
We sign contracts then we swindle out of them
Amen, you out of luck If u live in Yemen

More bombs, drone fighters is the avatar
How many kids die
Politicians don’t say Allah-u-Akbar
Look at Vietnam, look at Cambodia
Kissinger was never judged they put
Him on a podium

You can round up 400, 000 innocent lives
And get the Nobel Peace
Prize for killing them
Easy to study the theory and
Codes of their religion
This ain’t the definition of war
This is terrorism

Articulating these ideas became complicated
Especially, when emotions get implicated
And tomorrow we’ll cry tears
For the present day just for us to come
Right back to where we are today

Thinking back at Kyle Rittenhouse
Or that driver back in Nice
Who ran over a crowd it’s the same anger
Same madness behind the iris
They’ll say one is depressed
The other is part of ISIS

It’s the culture they be promoted
That’s the real problem
You can gotta make them talk
About you to become somebody
To represent a cause, no longer be anonymous
Where shocking news is the favorite
Drug of the audience

Where we post on Facebook and
We tweet our moods
Showing the best parts and highlights
We pick and choose
Picture perfect life, mad exotic places
Perfect relationship photoshop machinations

And when that break-ups happen
It’s "F" everything
Fishing for more likes as a medicine
And when depression and hate
Meet at the altar
It’s a deadly date with the
Grim reaper as a stalker

It’s nothing deep
There’s really no rhyme or reason
Only a fire that's exposed
During the hottest season
Looking for meaning so we roam
Life can be lonely, nobody wanna die alone

I think about it but can’t find the solution
Self centered punks out to
Brunch living an illusion
With some delusions of grandeur
Looking for some answers
On TV inspired by life of dead gangsters

You got the Proud and the Boogaloo Boys
Who feel entitled to a land
That was stolen from natives
Calling the BLM protestors a
Bunch of hooligans
Cops were killed during the storm
Who u trying to fool again?

Certain medias trying to down play it
And when we saw the cops kill
Floyd they tried to blame him
Dog whistling, we tired of the double talk
Seeing pundit's do linguistical somersaults

Hard to express myself in 140 characters
So I do it here love love
That’s how I’m sharing it
In an era where extreme
Discourse became banal
The bully pulpit throwing tomatoes
At the crowd

Since 9-11 seems more souls are close minded
If you got a different belief
They wanna close line it
They know my background so
Every time’s somebody’s killed
They wanna know my opinion as
If I bore the guilt

Same excrement, different toilet
Joseph Kony still killing
It’s so disappointing
Little by little, they peg us as the enemy
To low information voters who
We might never see

But when we win big, the skin color vanishes
Look how we celebrate sports
After a championship
Tired of rapping bout the same
Problems for 20 years
It’s easy to the sell the world as
Black and white and be millionaire

Wanna be rich? Deny the history
That’s the grift
What a masterful denial with an asterisk
Let’s be afraid to be in
Public and protect our hearts
Manipulated by our fears thus
Keeping us apart

That’s what a terrorist wants right?
To keep us scared i guess so far they won
Cause we already there
You hear the way they talk
They despise the underclass
School curriculums white washed with
Bunch of crap

Michael Brown, Rodney king to Michel Zecler
But they love you if you
Stefan Curry or Clyde drexler
But, if you ain’t around those
Neighborhoods you’d never know
How many friends I had to bury
Can never let it go

Way Too young to die
Victims of senseless killing no peace
It’s life or death in certain US cities
And it’s hard to comprehend if
You ain’t lived that
To be harassed for what you look
Like where you live at

A world destroyed by folks who
Got nothing to lose
Inflicting pain on the innocent cause
They make the rule
It breeds anger, homegrown terrorist
Who shoot up schools under
Some fictitious narrative

Discriminated at school and when
U look for jobs every field even housing
You have to fight the odds
And then the youth start to
Believe it they feel ostracized
Another generation at the margin pauperized

Flip side
So in love with so called excellence
Of these white collars ass crooks
That they be selling us
Get paid, only dollars are here to worship
They don’t wanna read about Kwame
Ture they rather floss and

Cause all the words
They steal them and flip em
They weaponize them and they use
Them on the victims
And the intolerant deemed as culture warriors
Acting like they the Victims
They the ones that been victorious

A society where only
Themselves considered righteous
And any other culture gets
Treated like a virus
Imbecilic debates I don’t wanna partake
Hate speech can never enter into god space

They try to make choose sides
Either good or bad
Am I "Charlie" or not I’m just
Me and that makes them mad
Picture a convalescent shooting up a hospital
Nowadays critical thought seems impossible

Living life with death
Omnipresent in your subconscious
Inundated with negative thoughts
That you gotta process
Been in a major crisis ever
Since my day of birth
The elders tell me it’s been like
This since they been on earth

Compassion packed her bags and
She left the block
Leaving a nation afraid boiling
In the melting pot and when the drama hit's
People want a scapegoat all this time
The elected leaders had a say so

Treated like bonobos bottom of the totem pole
We free, but it’s when you free
That you more vulnerable
Imagine if I just lose it
And start to wild out and they kill me as my
Weapon starts to shout out

I know it’s sad they would make
Me out as a pariah
And say I was radicalized five minutes prior
We take note
We accept it and shut our mouths
While the police force repress
And control the crowd

Our people suffering
Crying out without a cent
And it’s society that suffers 100 percent
This ain’t working
We need something that works better
We can’t relate these politicians
Don’t bring us together

Our lives are like fireworks on January first
We didn’t cause the mess
They want us to clean the dirt
It’s war against this and war against that
But war is when the bombs
Blow and wigs get capped

Ask the elders who survived the Nazi regime
Go to Syria or Yemen ask them what they see
On all subjects, security and the economy
The MAGA’s will try to say thing
Were better back in slavery

Goes back to the clash of civilizations
Greed and violence and
Effects of globalization
The money crosses borders
Information crosses borders
Narcotic crosses borders
And oil crosses borders

And money never travels alone
So it’s no surprise bloodshed and
Sorrow also crosses borders
Maybe since Eisenhower is when
We held the leach
Our country decided to be the world police

Like a dead beat dad, the land we live in
Is it too much to ask for
Uncle Sam to love his children?
Land of the migrants, land of opportunity
Stolen from the native
Decimated their communities

How many got lynched? How many tears poured?
How many moms screaming "dear lord!"?
And I still stand for peace
Even though it seems technology
Wants us to beef

In ten years we experienced a century’s worth
Mad loss our entire value system is hurt
Different generations speaking
Different dialects
Imagine 30 years ago if they had internet

We can debate about it, it’s an accelerator
Members in white supremist groups would
Be a lot greater
Politicians let them fester and grow
Better or worst
All they care about is getting a vote

Some lives matter, other lives not much
Little to no punishment after
The Capitol rush
While the indigenous are silenced
While pipelines laid
Pretty little speech, Wall Street gets paid

Minerals in Congo who cares? Those are negros
The shareholder’s appetite’s larger
Than Debo’s while reality shows sucking on
Our brain cells
Metal hard headed hearts encased
In the same shell

Instagram and Facebook gassing up our ego
Priming you for brainwash by fascistic ethos
Is the world much worse? I doubt it
But it’s on repeat! In the
Background while we browsing

And it marinates inside our soul for days
And the echos of anxiety run
Deep inside our brain
Watching documentaries feeling blue
But if I’m honest I
Rather just watch some animals, cause
I can feel the god inside em

And If I die it’s with
A loving heart my friends
I’m still here Waiting for their world to end