[Ceza]
We got a garden
Its one side's covered with flowers, the other side's desert
There's a rainbow on one side and a desert on the other
We're the ones who came up against the frontier
We're so far from the ones who failed in school
In sight of the ones who suffer, not far away
The wars won in the desert
All written in blood
Only if you weren't an idiot, human
All wars could have been won peacefully
From every day's sunrise to every day's sundown
From every night to morning, there's a crime that's committed in secret
We have a garden everywhere
Phrases used to pray a thousand times a day, that all their curses might be healed
But it's useless! How noxious is this
There's no cure! 'Tis a pest
As if it didn't exist at first
Let it all stay
In my own world, Sagopa and Ceza
Are the shackles of rap
[Sagopa Kajmer]
My muses
My tired hands
And my musk is a gift entrusted
To this body along with my mindset
My years have granted me authorization
It's turned into action and reaction
On my own frontiers a flower I was, purple I was
Filled so many fields have I
I was a dawn
On a torn calendar sheet hanging on a soldier's wall
I became the numbers of hope left
I am where I wanted to be
Give this man a little break, he can't speak
I'm speechless
[Refrain]
I thought a cup of coffee was your memory
My one and only love is mad and drunk
The guardians of the conspiratorial armies
What else have I got besides rap?
[Ceza]
The waters flow in this garden
Get rid of the hellhounds
Knowing there's no water flowing in the desert
All around are fountains; find one!
Try to be a worthy servant!
All we want is peace!
Even if you have no clothes!
Even if you have no money!
Just try to smile!
Just smile once!
Even once a year
A rose turns green in this desert
The war will be over by morning, and we'll
Wander in the middle of the frontier
Hence, we'll bequeath our words
And our rap and that'll do!
[Sagopa Kajmer]
O the nonsensical meaning of rap!
Go wander through my veins
Blood piled up in my temple
I'm not a dot that stretches for one sentence!
My name will be buried along with my poems
My lines and my past
Slap marks
A charcoal pencil in my hand
My black eyes stare
The passenger I long to see on my roads
I kissed the dust...
My good old God! I'm ashamed of my youth
A toy gun has taken control of my hands
Though I'm used to it by now...
I live in the present
My future is unknown
Do I live with a thousand inhibitions and a thousand punishments forever and ever?
I wish I could be a drop of honey and drip
All I have on this earth is my heart, my hatred
And my thousand punishments that exist
[Refrain]
I thought a cup of coffee was your memory
My one and only love is mad and drunk
The guardians of the conspiratorial armies
What else have I got besides rap?