Ajoutée le 7 mai 2015

New allbum « ZAPATISTA » performed by Emcee Killa and Produced by Grim Reaperz.
Download this track here : https://itunes.apple.com/fr/album/zap…

Order now / Commande :

Bandcamp : https://grimreaperz.bandcamp.com/albu…
Itunes : https://itunes.apple.com/fr/album/zap…
Fnac : http://musique.fnac.com/a7746459/eMCe…
Amazon : http://www.amazon.fr/dp/B00O20M7Y6
HHV : http://www.hhv.de/shop/en/item/grim-r…
Vinyl-digital : http://www.vinyl-digital.com/en/Hip-H…

Official website : http://www.emceekilla.com/

Video credits :
Directed by Haunted Motion
Drone : Thierry Téva Eyraud
Avec la participation au cadre de Donatien GNAKLI ZEBI & Dalyl BOUSNINA

Links :
https://www.facebook.com/emc2killa
http://www.facebook.com/grimreaperzbe…
http://www.facebook.com/PictureLyon
https://www.facebook.com/hauntedmotion
https://www.facebook.com/JLrecords.st…

Lyrics :
The pendulum swings, tick tock as the metronome clicks,
The dissentry from above leaves us buried in shit,
The birth of a lost child, the death of a foundation,
Run in schools just to empty a clip,
Can’t pray cos I’m an atheist, look up at the sun,
Dickensian hearts in the gut of the slum,
Dirty drugs in the country is something I’ve done,
Life broken through glass panes is what I’ve become,
I’ve seen weak hearts destroyed like a lottery fund,
No pot to piss in, next minute, lobster and skunk,
Feels like we never learn so we’re constantly slumped,
Under watch from prescriptions your doctor will pump,
Manufactories, built on battlefields,
The war ghosts still follow us dumb,
Plough the earth you can still find the copper and guns,
Empty shells on the beach, guess the collars have won

Shame, it captures the fate of the heart of the many,
Dance on the grave of your soul,
Shame, never work hard for the penny,
No trust in yourself, now its taking control,
Shame, when the pressure gets heavy,
Are you out in the open or back in the hole?
Practice a bit till your standards will show,
then correct your mistakes and your standards will grow

I see myself in many others so I lose hope,
Never one for fools gold, I hoola through your loop holes,
Try move closer to friends,
Push away when my phone starts blowing again,
Over and out, each time I draw smoke from my mouth,
Feel relaxed thoughts, my mind still throws them in doubt,
Snapped heels in the city full of posters and touts,
Posers who walk in comas, the polish in drought,
The big dream of the british life is nothing to shout,
Hypodermics tattooed on your mother and spouse,
Abused children, the laws still snuffing them out?
Or where they part of the cause we knew nothing about,
Government clout, got us all running around,
Many tired but reminded when their suppers devoured,
We’re the 99% but where the fuck are we now?
Rally up on the 1% shutting em down

Shame, it captures the fate of the heart of the many,
Dance on the grave of your soul,
Shame, never work hard for the penny,
No trust in yourself, now its taking control,
Shame, when the pressure gets heavy,
Are you out in the open or back in the hole?
Practice a bit till your standards will show,
then correct your mistakes and your standards will grow