http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bINGdyjLm4


Wic Kid wrote:Oh, people who dont understand the words of this song cant even talk about the best song ever. Maybe not the best rap song, but the best storytelling song ever...without a fuckin doubt.




You couldn't be toptier if you were the first kill of a Latin king

Acula M.D. wrote:Can someone translate the lyrics? Or atleast summarize it?
Unfortunatley I'm from America where we bask in our own bullshit. Being bilingual is pretty much unobtainable for me at this point.

Spyder wrote:The silent king of spam.
Killa wrote:Me & dR3 represent the future bitch!!!
Killa wrote:dR3 stay winning...

dR3 wrote:
The first verse is about a man (about 50 years old) raping his wife, drunk.


remy3x wrote:dR3 wrote:
The first verse is about a man (about 50 years old) raping his wife, drunk.
Actually, he's raping a little girl. He's her uncle. Her parents are dead, so she's living with him.

Spyder wrote:The silent king of spam.
Killa wrote:Me & dR3 represent the future bitch!!!
Killa wrote:dR3 stay winning...

...there are prolly few mistakes but thats basically itHer spirit is free
with other children
with lil hands of mud
she wants to reach the sun
and embrace it like a brother
It whispers her secrets
about the land behind the mirror
if you believe in fairy tales
not in vein did she concoct(I think its like this)
long is your line
On the other hand
waiting for more than a shock
your eyes are the wings
they guide you everywhere
thouch chest with your palms
This is not a heart that beats,no
its dreams diffidently
knocking from the field
they want you to let them in
your fingers are brush
Paint the man that are afraid
so they can through temperament
made of black tempera
inhale pollen and
reborn again
Then they`ll have a liquid look
forgive them,you`ll draw
yourself a smile again
Thousands of fireflies in the
night are your lanterns
it's easy to fly when you're a child
let dreams fly
ovet the sleepy streets
Rainy music tonight chooses
you to be the one
with notes of dew in your hair
put on costume of tulle
and already you're a blue fairy
Your look revives the puppet
next second
your teddybear tells you
i waited for you,I`ll lead you
where they do not know groans
Jump high above the roof
there you are on a tail of a star
with his paw he tears the sky
Where are you taking me,teddybear
I cant see you,crazy(I cant translate this any batter,its somethink like "lil crazy bear")
Lashes full of clouds
Stop,I see red dots
or are they people with burning faces
hundreds, hundreds of people
are flying to us
On the head of the procession
its mom and dad
easy like the wind
cocktail of laughter and tears
steps towards them
Sparkling like has never been
Now she forgives them cause they left
here is much nicer
only songs and happiness
But suddenly,everything shakes
Behind the mountains,
giant ugly head is rising
all the people around her become
people of smoke and they disappear
she`s left alone
Then, in the face of evil giant
she recognizes the face of her uncle
Then the pictures breaks into many pieces
Pieces of broken imagination
plunge into her eyes
Its burning and she finally sees
same as every night
huge body on top of her
Panting,with the smell of brandy
rough tongue from which
she gets goosebumps,and everywhere
sticky sweat and pain
that thing,blade that cuts
everything inside her
Dirty fingers in her mouth
quiver in thighs
she screams from inside
puts the hand towards the bear
but will he hear her now
Because of the tears she can not see clearly
but it hurts her so much
"bear please take me
my lil teddybear,lead me
please"
But a silent puppet indifferent
looks with his glass eyes
heart has been lost beneath plush
sunken into nothingness
Walls are bumped only
by uncles sighs and rain
and the night is deaf
and everything is swallowed by the silence
Chorus:
"Holy anger, my everything
my pain, my whole world
holy anger and what is a sin
after or before
it always returns"
Fifty years he has
While the storm rages outside
he sits in an armchair
reads a book,he`s on a
song called raven now
The poem mentions a lonely man
swing of wings and night
ominous bird
is a lonely mans only guest
Night like this,lonely man like him
But the raven, the raven is only
In this poem
its just foolishness,this
really can not be,naah
Pleasant crackling(snaping) in fireplace
he continues to drink wine
At that moment, someone knocks
man shudders
Mist brought someone
Like a raven from a song
although he does not look for company
however,he opens the door
and before him stands a young man
characterized by its dark
Black coat, long hair
dark eyes, anger
those eyes stick
straight into his consciousness
he wanted to say something
But no words would come out
Lightning flashed,at the same moment
as young mans fist
another, and another
man is on the floor
With the young man
only chills and darkness came into the room
man felt the leg on top
and look from above
and then he helplessly screamed
"You, damn son of a bitch"
and it was a spark
arrow in the young man's heart
who knows why, he screames
and starts to hit the man stronger
Violently, the demonic
without mercy, which comes and where
man is spitting blood
screams are lost under the boot
the moment when he
puts the pistol to his head
A man realizes that the young man
has no brakes and that this is the end
while coughing own teeth
trying to ask why
But the young man answers
and everything was clear
"How do you like to be
on this side of a fear
you, who have sown fear
how is it now
does your film revolves
All sequences while you torture her
and staff when you was tired of her
so you dont want her in the house anymore
Picture of her alone on the street
while the broken sky cries
You,you pathetic man,you dont know
what it was after
I am not the son of a bitch
I am the son of hundreds wretch
just like you
They were her only hope
to support herself
and then the son
for few coins
womans heat with
a glass of cheap wine
In the end,she ended up with AIDS
but there is a greater pain
to be born with AIDS
come on,imagine it
I was born with HIV
But I will die with a smile
This is your end
You end with my revenge"
dull click, silence
and one howl in the dark
As the gun was empty
young man in dark
is laughing
"now you are only a shadow of wretched
scared in fear
I will not be your pain
but life
you`ll call it a punishment"
and then in the light,gleamed
a needle with a syringe
That was easily pulled
from a pocket of a young man with dark face
he thurst it into his vein
and without hurry comes the hate juice
drops of holy rage
which were always within his veins
Creepy he smiles
lighting outdoors
and he put the syringe in mans neck
injected his blood
and it was Checkmate
Then young man walked into the dark
Only sighs of uncle stayed
but the night is deaf
and all is swallowed by the silence



You couldn't be toptier if you were the first kill of a Latin king

Acula M.D. wrote:Wow I wish this guy was American. Wow.





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