1. |
Gerontocide
01:44
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So you can die before my eyes
Applies to the homeless applies to the crackheads
Applies as long as you're dead
Where your bloodshed dirts no red carpet
And you cry away from media
Men were never born as equals
Men get rich out of other men's death
Men will starve you dead just be overfed
So Die before my eyes
You'll be skipped like a youtube ad
And I'll save my tears
For Justin Timberlake or for Britney Spears
Or some fancy liberal
Men were never born as equals
Men get rich out of other men's death
Men will starve you dead unless
Gerontocide
Gerontocide
Gerontocide
Flushed smoke screens before thy eyes
In mass murders and exterminations
Powerful old white males are out of the equation
Well here's the big news in CoVID are not
So suddenly we got the whole world to stop
Now cancer is in the cathedral
How about men being born as equals?
How you do care about a man's death
When it's your life's end and it is
Gerontocide
Gerontocide
Gerontocide
Flushed smoke screens before they eyes
Gerontocide
Gerontocide
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2. |
Population
03:07
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You don't get to see who we are
When good times are rolling and there's more than enough
When opulence made you unaware
Of how does it feel when it's the last bite to share
Population Population be advised
You’re growing like parasites
and the host won’t forever be nice
How much can it be a disgrace
Right out of the bubble where you feel so safe
And the good things just come their ends
as we promptly tear one another to shreds
Population Population be advised
You’re growing like parasites
and the host won’t forever be nice
Hear the Doomsday clock ticking by
Say Hello, Aloha, Goodbye
Requirements are met, and
The break-even point of destruction is set
Hear the Doomsday clock ticking by
Say Hello, Aloha, Goodbye
Requirements are met, and
The break-even point of destruction is set
Il vicino salutava sempre
Ma se piove merda smonta le apparenze
E l’uomo è dell’uomo la besta
(Ed è qui che svela la faccia più mesta)
Hear the Doomsday clock ticking by
Say Hello, Aloha, Goodbye
Requirements are met, and
The break-even point of destruction is set
Hear the Doomsday clock ticking by
Say Hello, Aloha, Goodbye
Requirements are met, and
Parasites’ epilogue is set
When the host is long gone you will just die
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3. |
In Memory Of N.G.
03:09
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Te ne andasti un giorno d’autunno
Quando un abbraccio scalda più del sole
Quando il cielo par chiederti conto
Del raccolto della stagione
Nessun lascito elaborò il gesto
E ai cari tuoi, a chi più t’ha in cuore
Non una nota mitigò l’inferno
Di trovargli una spiegazione
È un quesito che fotte il cervello
Sveglia la notte chiamando il tuo nome
Ti chiede quant’odio avesse nel petto
Chi al mondo nient’altro lasciò che l’orrore
A sto mondo di vili e vigliacchi
Di codardi e di mascalzoni
Chi ha la sfortuna di nascere un giusto
Porta per sempre una spina nel cuore
Certe scomparse lascian sgomento
Smarrimento rabbia dolore
Certe ferite il taglio è da dentro
E non il tempo la guarigione
Ma se questo è il prezzo per tanto,
Sopra il rimpianto un’enorme lezione
Sarà mio vanto portare nel tempo
La cicatrice che reca il tuo nome
Ma se questo è il prezzo per tanto,
Sopra il rimpianto un’enorme lezione
Sarà mio vanto portare nel tempo
La cicatrice che reca il tuo nome
Ma se questo è il prezzo per tanto,
Sopra il rimpianto un’enorme lezione
Sarà mio vanto portare nel tempo
La cicatrice che reca il tuo nome
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4. |
They Still Believe
01:49
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Military fort
Left run amok
Taken by surprise
now peers’ paradise
(We had) no lines to walk
no borders known
So then please explain
When the fuck the thing broke
Lieeeeees
That's what we're left with
The craft of the could be
Lieeeeees
That's what we’ve chosen, lies lies
Era tolto il guinzaglio
alle idee e le opinioni
e il collo di bottiglia
delle informazioni
della verità
la sicura era aperta
E allora mi spieghi che cazzo è sta merda
Lieeeeees
That's what we're left with
The craft of the could be
Lieeeeees
That's what we’ve chosen, lies lies
What if the world - you thought you know
turns into a place you no longer call home
too weak to fight - nor rationalize
you’re left with one getaway
You feed on lies
Assisti senza reazione intervenga
al forte di menzogne va giù come a jenga
nuova realtà - comprensione interdetta
hai già fatto una scelta, yo, you feed on lies
[LENTO ADESSO]
What if the world you thought you know
turns into a place it's no longer home
too weak to fight - nor rationalize
you're left with one escape
you feed on lies
So versatile
Convenient
Infinite stockpile of lies
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5. |
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22 baise les kondés,
Délit de fuite en cavale dans la cité.
Voilà les matons dans le rétro,
Leur tolérance zéro,
Nos gueules aux infos,
J’veux pas crever au cachot.
Y’a qu’une notice, esquive la police,
Regards complices, quatre roues motrices
Pas de notif’, t’es émotif,
Sortie de périph, shoot le sheriff
Ego e brutalità
Non ti rende il re della città
Giudice Dredd scemo - ignavo e fiero
Codardo in divisa a dignità zero
Piega la legge chi mezzi non ha
Spezza la schiena a chi alza testa
Da solo, spalle al muro, ma
La solidarietà è vendetta al futuro
One front, one class, one truth
One three one two x4
Dillinger dans la wagot, c’est rodéo sauvage comme à Chicago,
Que du plan B, pas de repli, les pneus crissent,
Dans la course pas de faux pas, pas de répit.
Barrage képi, instinct de survie,
Regard défi, la fin du sursis,
***, jeunesse endurcie,
Terrain conquis, les sens en furie.
Passe à donf’ dans l’virage,
Furtif comme mirage,
Tension constante et virale.
Fugitif depuis premières fugues,
Ils voudraient nous dresser,
Je leur pisse dessus.
Ouais y’a outrage, ton entourage,
Gare à l’ouvrage, c’est pas du courage,
C’est abrasif, descente à risque,
Jeune dynamique sous dynamite.
Παζάρι που γινε φωλιά
Un marché qui est devenu un nid
ξωτικά πουλιά της νύχτας
Pour les oiseaux nocturnes exotiques
στέλνει μήνυμα ανοιξιάτικο
Envoie le message du Printemps
απόδραση προς τον ουρανό
Evasion vers le ciel
Venuti al mondo ed è già medioevo
In feudi di bit e vassalli a 1 e 0
Per davvero, cos’è che si fa?
Questa classe di oppressi altra patria non ha
Che il mondo intero, ed un pensiero
Ribelle in cuor pompa il sangue nel cranio
E come Carrero Blanco ora spiccherà il volo
Che il sol dell’avvenir mica sorge da solo
One front, one class, one truth
One three one two
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6. |
Il Galeone
03:22
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Siamo la ciurma anemica d'una galera infame
Su cui ratta la morte miete per lenta fame
Mai orizzonkravti limpidi schiude la nostra aurora
E sulla tolda squallida urla la scolta ogn'ora
Sorge sul mar la luna, ruotan le stelle in cielo
Ma sulle nostre luci steso è un funereo velo
Cos'è gementi schiavi questo remar, remare?
Meglio morir tra i flutti sul biancheggiar del mare
Remiam finché la nave si schianti sui frangenti
Alte le rossonere fra il sibilar dei vènti
E sia pietosa coltrice l'onda spumosa e ria
Ma sorga un dì sui martiri il sol dell'Anarchia
Su schiavi all'armi, all'armi, l'onda gorgoglia e sale
Tuoni, baleni e fulmini sul galeon fatale
Su schiavi all'armi, all'armi, pugnam col braccio forte
Giuriam, giuriam giustizia, o libertà o morte
Giuriam, giuriam giustizia, o libertà o morte
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7. |
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Oh my dear God, in case you’re there
Get off my back, I ain’t no fucking sycophant
Oh my dear God, oh can’t you see
Everything is clouded in grief and desperation
Desperation
Heaven can wait, Devil can too
Heart made of stone, and stone, cannot burn
The earth is cracking, under my feet
No ace of spades, heaven can wait forever
Once you were born
The card is dealt, the dice is cast
Once you were born
What makes you feel that you’re never gonna fucking die?
Once you were born
The card is dealt, the dice is cast
'Cause once you were born
What makes you feel that you’re never gonna fucking die?
Once I was born
Nobody asked me to join the pain
But once I was born
And I’ll cruise the storm like there’s no fucking destiny
Religion to enforce the pain
Redemption to fool the slave
Repentance to make you blame
It all on yourself and never say
That this ain’t right and this ain’t fair
This ain’t sane and I hereby state
I don’t want no part in this fucking game
So get the fuck quick right out of my way
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8. |
The Product
02:04
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The time has come to
The time has come say this out loud
Old school Athenians would've blown their brains out
The time has come, the time is now
Democracy’s hoax when voters are
A Product
If the service is free means the product is you
There's a sucking hole, deep down your brain
If you grant them access then Democracy is game
But Hey, you can see tits for free!
And when stuff comes for free means that's you who's the fucking product
The fucking product
Defies defies defies all logic defies
Defies defies defies
Bestia è l'uomo che più niente ha
Quando educato a menzogna e viltà
E nulla più può, chi più niente sa
Democracy is hoax when the voters are
A Product
If the service is free means the product is you
A Product
Means the product is you
If the service is free means the product is you
Per quanto già fosse una farsa
Non esiste suffragio, è il padrone che mangia
Sei solo un pedone, nessuno tra tanti, un inane comparsa
Hai pensato valesse la pena
Se ingurgiti merda e ti spacchi la schiena
Carriera in discesa, rimorso che avanza, una vita in attesa
There's a sucking hole, deep down your brain
You grant them access and Democracy is game
But hey, you can see tits for free!
And when stuff comes for free means it’s you who has
A sucking hole, deep down your brain
You grant them access and Democracy is game
But hey, you can see tits for free!
And when stuff comes for free means that's you who's the fucking product
The time has come to die
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9. |
Hangover Tales
02:00
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The sun rose as always this morning
I’m still sitting in the same broken chair
I’ll just drink yet another shot
cause real life is full of pain.
And while I was rolling the last one joint
that my iced nose started bleeding
I took a look for some coins
To start this mornin i need a beer.
A chill runs down my sweaty back
as the stereo starts to play my favorite song
A spread of warm through my tired neck,
maybe all left to do is keep myself in check,
and just when i was falling asleep
with the beer cooler in my left hand
that i remembered my leftover speed,
this is the company that i need.
The sun rose as always this morning
i’m still sitting in the same broken chair,
I’ll just drink yet another shot
cause real life is full of pain.
And now that i’m feeling fresh and clean
i remembered what i have to say,
i will write about my drunkness and pain
and tell you about hangovers in my days.
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10. |
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Why did you get your car and drive away
When I picked up my guitar
You think I didn’t notice you’re not ok
Anyway don’t fucking go too far
Might be cause I can’t play
Because my vocals are not ok
Well probably I cannot play
But maybe you are just kinda scared
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11. |
Dust For Life
02:23
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Nel nome del profitto, a maggior gloria del potere
Giorni, secoli e millenni il vostro tempo gli appartiene
Fanculo i vostri dogmi, piscio sulle istituzioni
Che la lingua delle armi è la sola intesa dai padroni
Düst For Life
'til the day you fucking die
You get the ordeal
They get the fun and that's the deal
Conventicola d'infami, di massoni e di lupare,
Che si fa chiamare Patria quando si prepara ad ammazzare
Ed ecco che l’ignavo, se ha l’alibi morale
È carnefice agli oppressi e carne da cannone
Per l’oppressore, per il potere
Düst For Life
'til the day you fucking die
You get the ordeal
They get the fun and that's the deal
Düst For Life
We get the shit that's left behind
There’s no appeal
No road to Utopia they conceal
Un alienante democrazia di coercizione
Servi ammaestrati, indottrinati, ridotti in merce
Merce merce merce solo merce
Merce merce (ma Porco dio)
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12. |
Nothing New
02:32
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Here comes
The moment
When you start to realize
That no one’s got your back
When the good things you have has gone bad
There’s stuff that i just wish i’ve never known
When apples start to go ripe, worms will show
these times I’m getting closer to the edge
You threw me shit, well i turned it into a plant
Court of inquisition, please hear my words
Just take all my expectations,
I don’t want them anymore
And i understand there’s issues
But I think you need to know,
That the poison that you gave me
Made roots into my soul.
And everybody has problems
It won’t give you any pass
To do the shit you want
To the people that you say you fuckin love
There’s stuff that i just wish i’ve never known
When apples start to go ripe, worms will show
these times I’m getting closer to the edge
You threw me shit, well i turned it into a plant
(The more my days go by the more it shows)
There’s stuff that i just wish i’ve never known
(Ignorance is bliss and I'll be gone)
When apples start to go ripe, worms will show
(Worms will show)
where hope is lost
there’s nothing but yourself
(Yourself)
And the friends that were there
To catch you when you fell
(You fell you fell you fell)
There are things in life
Where i’ve got no control
(Control)
But one thing I know,
I don’t know you anymore.
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13. |
Raise The Pressure
02:06
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There is something that keep messing up with my life
Fuck up my brain and scramble my spine
It’s a race without rules that is against myself
I’m off-road again, I screwed up my plans
Another bump on the road, lost my track again
Clench tight my jaw, swallow my pain
I cannot rest in this land of damned madness and fear
I gotta find my way out of here
A brick on my chest
That raise the pressure, raise the pressure
Trying all my best
More pressure in my head (no)
See the endtitles on the screen
That raise the pressure, raise the pressure
In this movie where I feel
There’s pressure that’s building on me
And when it’s all said and done i lay down on my back
No questions to ask, no answers to tell
The ring in my ears never goes away
It’s like the world’s at war with me, and I’m the running prey
No time is left for me
Standing in the middle of this dead end street
So hear my prayer of memories
And out of tune sad melodies that never ends and then
Let’s get outside this hopeless town
And burn it to the ground
A brick on my chest
That raise the pressure, raise the pressure
A neverending quest
More pressure in my head (no)
The light turns off the screen
That raise the pressure, raise the pressure
In this movie where I feel
That maybe one day I’ll be free
From the pressure that’s building on me
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14. |
You Are Shit
02:05
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La folle ossessione
Che non ti dà mai pace,
È fame che ti mangia dentro
Devoto al sacrificio,
Carriera da inseguire
Ma il tempo no, non lo puoi comprare
Hai scelto la tua vita
fai ciò che ti conviene,
Hai già perso la partita e lo sai
Che poi, da solo morirai
Strafatto di potere
Dal tuo protagonismo,
Sazio ma senti ancora fame
Disprezzi la miseria,
Non c’è condivisione,
Lecca stivali del padrone
Hai scelto la tua vita
Vai dove il vento tira,
Hai già perso la partita e lo sai
Che poi da solo morirai
La folle ossessione
Che non ti dà mai pace,
È fame che ti mangia dentro
Hai scelto la tua vita
Una corsa contro il tempo,
Hai già perso la partita e lo sai
Che poi tutto solo morirai
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15. |
Street Crust Rock'N'Roll
02:06
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Presi a testate nell'abisso, i muri del convitto
Della cella in cui muoio, ma ignoto mi è il delitto
Ho i chiodi nella gola, approda mia ora
Mentre vi urlo merde non mi avrete ancora
Yo bring it on bring it on
It's Streetcrust Rock'n'roll
Yo bring it on bring it on
Roll let it roll
Torme di scemi e sprovveduti, aguzzini dei più arguti
Voi sì fatti foste a viver come bruti
Di urla e corpi in pile arredate il cortile
In cui si passa la speranza per la canna del fucile
Yo bring it on bring it on
It's Streetcrust Rock'n'roll
Yo bring it on bring it on
Roll let it roll
This is escape pod gateway protocol
My best therapy, my very antidote
This is my message of hope and despair
This is what I'm dancing to on the electric chair
Streetcrust rock'n'roll
Born and raised by the smog
Through the fog we can see
If you're here, smells like shit
Come on man, just bring it on!
Slander me, then call the cops
I just want what's best for you
Fuck your friends and fuck you too
Yo bring it on bring it on
It's Streetcrust Rock'n'roll
Yo bring it on bring it on
Roll let it roll
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16. |
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One nation says "fight for freedom"
the other nation says "God’s On our side"
two poorly instructed dumb fuckers
murder each other when powers collide
they will sugar coat with
the cheapest propaganda tools
Like what you do for your country
Not what your country does for you
that's fuck you
fuck you!
"hero" is the word they'll reward with
Cause they did realize that it didn't sound cool
"sheepest-sheep in the herd with
no self-preservance that acts like a tool"
That’s how they sugar coat with
The cheapest propaganda tools
like what you do for your country
not what your country does for you
that's fuck you
fuck you
And every Time
it's do or die
now where's your precious fucking rights?
you don't get any of that
'cause when they cease you won't protest
When interests collide
there is no such thing as rights
they want you quiet and then
They gave you temporary privilege
Privileges made you silent
they invaded the planet and left thousands for dead
Privileges made you biased
so much you thought it was in your interest
Privileges made you weaker
Privileges gave you something to lose
Privileges are revoked
When they don't fit with the agenda
of those who rule
over you
And every Time
It’s so or die
now where's your precious fucking rights?
you don't get any of that
'cause when they cease you won't protest
When interests collide
there is no such thing as rights
they want you quiet and then
They gave you temporary privilege
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Call the Cops Bologna, Italy
A bunch of stinky drunkards got into a bar, met each other and got totally wasted and talked about setting up a very rough
thing.
Most lyrics speak about the obsession of time in a speedfreak society where your lifetime seems to belong to somebody else.
Fuck the cops. We hate them. We hope they die <3.
Fuck Fascism.Fuck Racism. Fuck Authority.
Fuck Sexism.
Fuck pretentious fucks.
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