Mahatma Crowley - The Powers That Be [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
They control my life with struggle and strife
Said it once, I'll say it twice
Just do right with the words that I write
Break the world off of the vibes from this mic
Yikes, vice
Drugs got life spiked
Making wrong seem right
Good Christ, Almight
Come with the might, go off like I might
It's quite a life living in spite
With a vendetta knife ripe for tyrant types
While no one fights, for these rights
And Light from insight fades into night
Psych, hype
They like that cubicle tight
Hope replaced by fright
I am the sun shown bright

[Bridge]
And I blame everything on the powers that be
But what I hate about them is what I see in me
And I blame everything on the powers that be
But what I hate about them is what I see in me

[Verse 2]
Fluoride water, fast food order
News clip author, a que hora?
Hour of the time, hour of the mind
Hour of the rhyme, hours pass me by
Lately all the defamation
Been weighing on my declarations
Knowledge from the depths of stasis
Goes beyond imagination
Outside pacing patiently waiting
Alive and well, how can you tell?
It's all the spells, and the trips into hell
From afar you tell, in regards to that
Mainstream, I'm bizarre
Whats the funk in that, cigar
Tarot cards impact, my spars
Black holes popping up cause I char every star
Tired of life, and I ain't even live yet
All this hype, and I ain't even sign yet
I ain't having fun yet, I ain't even won yet
I'm just here to upset, everyone who thinks
I can, be outdone
Young sun one will be sonned by none
Till kingdom come bow to no one
Keep the curtain swung or the wizards won
When the bell is rung, and my song is sung
When my neck is hung, and my body strung
They gon' beat that drum, for the Styx been swum
Cerberus gone dumb, I'll never succumb
CROWLEY

[Outro]
And what do you want?
For me to keep rapping?
I'm making my mark
Behold the Mark