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letra de barbarian freestyle sessions pt. i - alaric

[intro]
barbarian freestyle sessions 2015, get me
alaric, king of the visigoths, dynasty tervingii 2015
bringing down the walls of rome
shout outs to the east goth crew
to the west goth crew
to all our confederate brothers and sisters
fighting for and against rome
can’t touch this sh-t, let’s kick it man

[bars]
well i wanted to be master of both services
are you feeling this sense of nervousness?
look, i’m far-sighted like copernicus
from pax romana to gothic metamorphosis
your foreign policy is hit and miss and
i dismiss all charges of mysteriousness
eleusian mysteries to roman dysentery
alaric is a missionary of the paramilitary

innocence on trial, truth is out on bail
riches are going, going, gone
well i racked the gold and romed uncontrolled
but i’m fave to the brave and fam to the bold
the things made by man will never reach
i’m here to teach you, god be the one to keep you
deal with the pagans later, stay out of danger
in 410 i sacked rome, it was a game changer

on seven hills i saw ten commandments
and eleven ills; man of action
no blue pills you know i can’t chill
i’m a son of stress and violence
exile, migration – parents and guidance
now it’s not like i don’t want to practice non-violence – seen? –
but these huns be like a virus stealing diamonds
these romans be like babylonians raping silence

so by the grace of saint peter
when they give an inch i take it by the metre;
easily sparked like a kerosene heater
i believe in justice
with augustus this coup coulda been bloodless
i spit these bars with a truth beyond the years
some say i got a chip on my shoulder
me i say that fires still smoulder
but the truth is in the eye of the beholder

some think the final goal is rome
but we know the final goal is home
for them taking a bath in lapidarium
i be scaring them, still not caring then, because i’m an arian
it wasn’t easy then, chased by hors-m-n
murder, bloodshed, too many forced abortions
minority grudge on the street corner
god’s own people forced to be mourners

that’s why i’m here spitting truth to pharaoh
in all of roman’s land let my people go
to those who sweep streets, serve the elites
mercenaries, federates all of my peeps
the revolution won’t be televised
and your emperors won’t be canonised
40,000 slaves behind those walls
40,000 more died for the cause

because everyday this life is h-ll
but the horizon’s looking bright, so i might as well
admit that i submit to emit bars like holy writ
unchallenged authority, voice of the minority
the aim of the game is an absolute majority
the shame of the blame lies in the hands of the same
whose bread and circuses tarnished the name
of the once-proud pagans we were sent to entertain

my name’s alaric this is my message
the melody of my emb-ssy is ecstacy
breathlessly i gotta get this truth out
by hook or crook, i know without a doubt
diverted a river and encased in 3 coffins
silver gold lead, cry tears for the orphans
let it be that their life is better
tap into your empathy, open up your borders

[outro and shouts]
yeah, shout outs to the west goth crew
shout outs to the east goth crew
shout outs to my federatii brothers and sisters
living within these borders of rome
behind these walls right here
rome, the time has come
barbarian freestyle sessions 2015
rome, you’re falling down
you’ve had your chances
you could have had a loyal soldier
make your enemies, and choose your enemies carefully
we’re out

- alaric

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