az once baska bir entryde andim da, bir de buraya geleyim dedim. aslinda goygoy sarki gibi gorunmesine ragmen arada agir gecirmektedir bazi sozleri ile
"there could never really be justice on stolen land" buna bir ornektir mesela.
now here's a little truth, open up your eye
while you're checkin' out the boom-bap, check the exercise
take the word overseer
, like a sample
repeat it very quickly in a crew, for example
overseer, overseer, overseer, overseer
officer, officer, officer, officer
yeah, officer from overseer
you need a little clarity? check the similarity!
overseer bu arada bunlarin agir yarali oldugu kolelik donemlerinden bir terim. ne mi demek:
"overseers were the middlemen of the antebellum south's plantation hierarchy. as such they occupied an impossible position. the masters expected them to produce profitable crops while maintaining a contented workforce of slaves—slaves who had little reason to work hard to improve the efficiency of the plantation." adam o zamanlar overseer vardi simdi de siz varsiniz basimizda diyor daha ne desin
oynatalim kendisi anlatsin:
the overseer rode around the plantation
the officer is off, patrollin' all the nation
the overseer could stop you, "what you're doing?"
the officer will pull you over just when he's pursuing
the overseer had the right to get ill
and if you fought back, the overseer had the right to kill
the officer has the right to arrest
and if you fight back they put a hole in your chest
(woop!) they both ride horses
after 400 years, ı've got no choices
the police them have a likkle gun
so when ı'm on the streets, ı walk around with a bigger one
krs one sarkiyi "lan bi bitmediniz amk" diyerek sonlandirmaktadir, kibar adamdir tam oyle demiyor ama biz anliyoruz, aliyoruz mesaji
my grandfather had to deal with the cops
my great-grandfather dealt with the cops
my great-grandfather had to deal with the cops
and then my great, great, great, great—when it's gonna stop?!