I don't have my eye on anything
I'm not saying "amen" for a prayer that won't come true
My mind has left me
There are no news from it for a while
Look at me carefully
Do you think I'm an activist?
If I'll pluck my beard, am I one of your buddies
If I take part in small talk, am I one of your friends
Look where I am and where you are
What an empty head you are
Let you feel the prosperity
Let typhoons swing your swing
Creator, God, you're one, you're great and holy
I know, you're with everyone
But the best part is that you're with me
There's no end of this nothingness
It's impossible to describe how abandoned I am in this world
Let alcohol hit his head, take a toy away from a middle-aged baby
Brother, the taste of my rebellion is a bitter wasabi
One day the price for your treachery will be paid
You call me your brother, not knowing what brotherhood means
America is openly a "jack" of your brotherhood
Chorus :
Didn't I tell you?
There are those who stab my abdomen with sharp knives
I know well
Who's a friend to whom, who's an enemy
Out of respect to the wounds that can't even seal I won't keep silence
Kolera Verse :
You're not a good man, why do you want to hear good things?
In the dreadful hour you don't show patience
I know, you consider yourself a slave
When a cruel Lord squishes his slaves
Each of us has a different way, we were written by the same clerk
How did you break the pen in your hands, tell me
Don't tell me that you're the innocent one who walks with the devices of guilt
For so many years I'm a detective, still with the same tribe
Tell me the truth, there are many lies, I'm a rich rhyme
Death hour and strong wish are like two stones that were thrown on the ground at the same moment
One of them rolls away, another one falls near
Wish is far, death hour is near, it'll find you before you reach what you wish for
Ooo, he's a goner if his mother won't forgive him
They ask you how severe the death is, tell: three hits of a sword
You're not abandoned, your existence is being watched, didn't I tell you?
Chorus :
Didn't I tell you?
There are those who stab my abdomen with sharp knives
I know well
Who's a friend to whom, who's an enemy
Out of respect to the wounds that can't even seal I won't keep silence