Terra Vestra by MC 39B Lyrics
[Produced by Taloux]
[Intro] (Excerpt from Frederick Douglass's oration in 1852)
This Fourth July is yours, not mine. You may rejoice, I must mourn. To drag a man in fetters into the grand illuminated temple of liberty, and call upon him to join you in joyous anthems, were inhuman mockery and sacrilegious irony. Do you mean, citizens, to mock me, by asking me to speak to-day?
[Verse 1: MC 39B]
Looking at the world from a different eye
But we still live under the same sky
Too many planes that no longer fly
No I won't let that shit slip by
All eyes still dry from all that cry
Russian airspace better skip that red-eye
It's time to wave to deluged racism goodbye
According to your color you might need an alibi
So don't just sit there and sigh
(What are we supposed to do?)
Don't forget the world as it goes down a spiral
Only noticing anything only when it goes viral
Firstly loud as its pistol, a week later and it's a different title
(Like when?)
Like this time when Charlie was the one bit
And then you tapped away to 9GAG or Reddit
The guard was muslim so don't be another and misinterpret
2 weeks too weak not enough credit
(He was what?)
A believer with no Cris in his piss
Minding his own business, a victim of ignorance
Clean no need for laundry, only his cheese is Swiss
[Verse 2: MC 39B]
Class is still in session
I know what Kanye did last lesson
But that's his lecture and it's under his discretion
After this I'll stay and take questions like an auction
After I sink these verses like three's, call me Klay Thompson
Every boy now dreaming to cop his own Kalashn
Too many sects you forget what was your faction
Some begging for a cookie others picky with their fortune
Some depress over arguments other seek an adoption
Poor morals spread, everywhere there's corruption
Just do it, non-hesitant but sweaty while choosing a stock option
Too many nations claiming that they're sovereign
I'm not a doctor I'm just here to fix your doctrine
Terra Vestra, your land, cut down the exhaustion
[Verse 3: MC 39B]
Since your ailment minds still need some aliments
I'll address all your questions just have a bit of patience
Why not drink the Kool-Aid? It's spiked and don't say you weren't cautioned
(Next)
In Gaza? Not enough cement to keep up with the settlements
(Next)
To Native America? A special Bouquet of smallpox that torments
(Next)
Results of Iraq? Entire country stripped down for empty basements
(Next)
In the Levant? A hoax nation piling up bodies and lieutenants
This isn't history anymore it's in the present
Global West and Global East, that was Emily's intent
Because it's not happening here doesn't mean you should consent
Parents talk of explicitness but it's actually filtered content
Executioners mar tomorrow's minds by exposing today's infants
Modern day Romans, they ended up burning the fucking pilot!
This is the barbeque we had last night, brutality's never on a diet!
[Intro] (Excerpt from Frederick Douglass's oration in 1852)
This Fourth July is yours, not mine. You may rejoice, I must mourn. To drag a man in fetters into the grand illuminated temple of liberty, and call upon him to join you in joyous anthems, were inhuman mockery and sacrilegious irony. Do you mean, citizens, to mock me, by asking me to speak to-day?
[Verse 1: MC 39B]
Looking at the world from a different eye
But we still live under the same sky
Too many planes that no longer fly
No I won't let that shit slip by
All eyes still dry from all that cry
Russian airspace better skip that red-eye
It's time to wave to deluged racism goodbye
According to your color you might need an alibi
So don't just sit there and sigh
(What are we supposed to do?)
Don't forget the world as it goes down a spiral
Only noticing anything only when it goes viral
Firstly loud as its pistol, a week later and it's a different title
(Like when?)
Like this time when Charlie was the one bit
And then you tapped away to 9GAG or Reddit
The guard was muslim so don't be another and misinterpret
2 weeks too weak not enough credit
(He was what?)
A believer with no Cris in his piss
Minding his own business, a victim of ignorance
Clean no need for laundry, only his cheese is Swiss
[Verse 2: MC 39B]
Class is still in session
I know what Kanye did last lesson
But that's his lecture and it's under his discretion
After this I'll stay and take questions like an auction
After I sink these verses like three's, call me Klay Thompson
Every boy now dreaming to cop his own Kalashn
Too many sects you forget what was your faction
Some begging for a cookie others picky with their fortune
Some depress over arguments other seek an adoption
Poor morals spread, everywhere there's corruption
Just do it, non-hesitant but sweaty while choosing a stock option
Too many nations claiming that they're sovereign
I'm not a doctor I'm just here to fix your doctrine
Terra Vestra, your land, cut down the exhaustion
[Verse 3: MC 39B]
Since your ailment minds still need some aliments
I'll address all your questions just have a bit of patience
Why not drink the Kool-Aid? It's spiked and don't say you weren't cautioned
(Next)
In Gaza? Not enough cement to keep up with the settlements
(Next)
To Native America? A special Bouquet of smallpox that torments
(Next)
Results of Iraq? Entire country stripped down for empty basements
(Next)
In the Levant? A hoax nation piling up bodies and lieutenants
This isn't history anymore it's in the present
Global West and Global East, that was Emily's intent
Because it's not happening here doesn't mean you should consent
Parents talk of explicitness but it's actually filtered content
Executioners mar tomorrow's minds by exposing today's infants
Modern day Romans, they ended up burning the fucking pilot!
This is the barbeque we had last night, brutality's never on a diet!