Ganiyu TLG - The Curse Mark [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ganiyu]
Ill manner
Passion like the fruit
Mouth full of filth
Bout ta Spill it on a nun
Dosing in confession
Regretting
Nawh'
I'll be damn...
White Jesus on the wall
Da Vinci stroked...
Frescoes on a ceilings
What is your religion
An abomination
Missing pages Hanging by the tread
Stirring in the belly of the beast
Creeping as the shadow of a lamb
The western worlds got you in choke-hold

[Coughing]

Put it in the air...

The meek has inherited the earth
Tastes like a blessing and a curse
This fucking clay's getting on my nerve
Anything you'll do has been done
Methods are rehearsed
Fall onto your knees
Granted one
Wish....
Simon say dance
There's evil in the land
Soaked into the honey
Kiss it like the ring
Give away your sanity
Crawl into my arms

Cordless
Bones, flesh
Arms, legs...
Right, left..
A ten hut

[Verse 2: Ganiyu]
Bathe you in indigo
Cold winter flow, Like you never felt before...
Ehy, ehy
Chills through your vertebra
Think you know
Well try a spoon of the truth serum
Ha
In the clouds I'm Invincible...
Life on earth
Body trapped like a rodent
Under a spell
Gather to worship
Followers gossip
Nothing can stop it...
Moving towards a higher force
Like Rigor-mortis
Back to the chapters
Distracted by the flesh of a virgins child
How dare you interfere [CUT, CUT]
Grazed off the top is a topic
Can you let it sink in!!
Trapped in no man's land
Where no man stand
Split it right in the middle
Separated my people
In the name of the father
When I sang with the choir
In the house of omega
Family friends come together
We don't worship no idols
Why he look so much like you

Hold me back...

Gullible youths go to school to get brainwashed...
Institutionalised
Your king has been assassinated
Offer, we sacrifice to the realms that beyond us
Bogus, a load of bogus is what you based on
All I see is red
Like in between her legs
I'm a starving artist
It's a stick up Mr man
Think about it
Your civilized minds keeps the illusion up float
People in the real world
Get lost in the gun smoke

[Chorus: Ft Mike Lawal]

Bang...bang...bang...bang
Get lost in the gun smoke

Medici built a house
Medici
House of Medici
Dark twisted fantasies