Представляем точный текст композиции "Civilized World" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Hyjak N Torcha . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Civilized World» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Hyjak N Torcha передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Hyjak N Torcha - "Civilized World"
Lyrics to Civilized World : (feat. Lill Harris) [Intro: Torcha] Yeah, yeah ...Torcha Something I scribbled down a few years ago Still relevant Still there [Verse 1: Torcha] On the way home from work Lady wouldnt give up her purse They smashed her head in the gutter Who could live so perverse' Twisted minds, products of our civilization Governments dont deal with problems Thats their own creation Im tryin to sleep at night, I hear 24 hour sirens Cops and ambulances, still they cant curb this violence Cos its a part of this culture thats new to some Go to any extreme in this view for the funds Rich folks in the news shake their heads in disgust Cant understand the state of mind some do anything for our crust They created a lust for all thats material Killers are serial Which way they steering you' Questions unanswered linger on my brain Beggars asking for change, have you lost all ya shame' Addicts in a constant panic will kill for a fix While cops confiscate drugs they go and deal on the street With attitudes like "I dont care if it dont affect me" Dont need them to protect me, I live on my own laws Respect me Corruption runs rampant, so many already exposed But why would they give up a line of steady cash flow' I never liked them since the days they killed Sarcos Still I give praise out there to the ones, that work their hardest Whatever your profession From accountant to drug sellin Youll do anything for cash, I dont doubt it Make confession [Chorus: x2] In this civilized world, youll do anything for cash Break n enter, rob, steal, kill, bash In this civilized world, blue collars are true scholars Crooks and the honest, dont slave for the dollars [Verse 2: Torcha] Lifes a slut, everydays just like a kick in the butt I gotta carry so much weight I have to stick in my gut Always tryin to keep up with Mr and Mrs Jones Goin from movin grams to breakin into homes Im workin six days a week tired off my feet Tryin to fuel this greed to make my life complete Get something nice to eat But Im making change in the street While politicians take bribes and arrange holiday retreats At the expense of the tax payer They control this land Dont wanna pay restitution but hey they stole this land What kind of example does that gives kids who learn history' Who learn of the conquerors Who let a race burn in misery So if a crew wanna takes you on it maybe thats justified Ya stole the generations laid em all with lies Shit, people will do and say anything for a buck Makes me feel fucked, not even wanna bring a child up Its like Everything is corrupt, nothing left to save me We amped up with hatred, no respect to fakers I know its depressing to hear But I know, lesson this shit No rest for us here Stress is testing our fears This Aussie dream gets pushed further away from us Government plays with us Cant afford a car so we stay in a bus Cant afford medical, so we stayin in pain Its hard playin a game and pretending you sane and cope it But really you choking with no option on who you voted From propaganda we soak it Youve already chose it Your brains already frozen About to be micro-chipped Whos life is this' We better take notice and fight this [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Torcha] Doper than seads This maybe hard to believe Your best mate, your own mother, maybe scarred from this greed Your soul bleeds, as you watch your whole life fall apart Your thirst for motivation block out all in your heart The root of all evil It dont care about people Its the way to get power, it wont allow us to be equal The more you get, the more you want So you can flaunt School kids need brand names so they dont cop no taunts Im tryna seperate my needs from my wants But I need more cash to keep the lid in the comp Dollars, professions, thrives Taking tolls on their lives Some do it to get high Some have dollars rolled in their eyes Life flies right past, man its hard to stay focussed Even I can sell out but my parts to stay the dopest Refused to be condemned to a life thats hopeless Id rather struggle through this world, live right Ive noticed people marry for the millions with no thought of the children Dictators get rich off the sweat of innocent civilians Businessmen sit on buildings of investment Give two percent to charity; huh, I wonder where the rest went They got enough to feed all those lying in famine How could they be so heartless' Man this should be examined But I dont judge anyone, that theyll be soon The almighty one under your wealth you might already be doomed [Chorus x2] [Outro: Chorus with singing variation] [ Civilized World Lyrics ]
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