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letra de l'acte de haine (greenwood district) - illosopher

[intro]
on the day of memory
it began
at about midday

[verse 1]
at about midday closed shops lined the street
“diamond d-ck” a shoeshiner takes a peep
an alleged one at a white woman posted at a lift
who takes an accused to the upper lip
mister store clerk hears a scream
off of one look of distress he calls the jakes to see
the damage done, invisible to the eyes of rational beings
immediate to the mind of the “enemy”
it seems clеar the target on his back
he can’t bе seen around no more
so retreating to safety a natural solution
the jakes had another plan set in producing
caught he was, bought by blood, taught by warring
mobs of supremacy, he needed to know the lesson
just by guessing the palette
lynching was the only answer
to this fictitious predicament

[chorus]
as we’re all caught in the grip of the city
of madness
of madness
of madness
[verse 2]
two groups; defenders, aggressors
conflicting ideals converging at k!ll-roads
a twisted irony occurring at the face of justice
we both know who’s right and wrong
all aboard the train heading 2000 feet deep
into a void of war where no one claims victory
except the readers of necessary history
welcome yourselves to a moment of clarity
at the hands of generational assaulters
guns were fired, men lain dead, both took tolls
blacks retreating down their street
gunned down with no remorse
pupils widening to the loss of human bullet catchers
to them decimating the enemy was proper punishment for existence
fear suppressing anger, war oppressing civil means; beings of a darker kind
one day too many for such a monstrosity
thinking such an event for a block would be the end
thats a madman’s fantasy

[chorus]
as we’re caught in the grip of the city
of madness
of madness
of madness
[verse 3]
as the new day dawned upon
raids dropping h-ll from above
an effective tactic for raging fires of black ashes
getting a hold of rags, stacks, passin’ tests onto men of fire
hopeless in their endeavor to stop the flame
burning deep in the hearts of fortunate tulsa-men
who know the true meaning of consistency
from slavers to arsons burning down brave little africa
within a state of alienation
the final score total to 39; 26 to 13
a clear triumph that’s fodder feelings
for historical revisionists of a southern kind
post-reconstruction catch a headline
of a “man was lynched yesterday”
during the period, humanity was caught in total madness

[chorus]
as we’re caught in the grip of the city
of madness
of madness
of madness
of madness

[outro] (film: la haine dir. mathieu kassovitz)
translated to english:
plainclothes officer 1: over here, you!
vinz: what’s the matter?
plainclothes officer 1: i know you! you were on the roof!
(indiscernable)
vinz: what’re you doin’?
plainclothes officer 1: got a problem, you f-ck? scared without your pals?
not so tough now!
plainclothes officer 2: look at him!
(gunshot… ticking clock)
hubert: it’s about a society falling…
on the way down it keeps telling itself:
“so far so good… so far so good… so far so good…
how you fall doesn’t matter
(gunshot)
it’s how you land!”

- illosopher

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