Tha lynch project - Misanthropy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Part 1:
Cruel experiments wit random people on the rack
Anonymous scientists that claim they are poppin' next
They more corrupt, than parliaments politics
They wanna gain “Fame, drugs, money, sex!”
Human trials get carried out in a squalid shack
And the victims will be left within a bloody mess
They fuck around wit some untested chemicals
N don't get busted cuz they're hardly accessible
Ah, yeah, the humanity is wasted
No peace, just brutality and hatred
The same goes for war, a lotta people are wylin' out
And at home, their parents are crying loud
When they think of their kids, on the dying route
If their sons might just be, alive or down
It's sad to say, but their last words were: ”Get away!”
Right before, they got ripped by a hand grenade


Part 2:
How tough can a veteran be? Get em' in the war zone
If he comes back, praise him reverently!
Everyone nowadays is duplicitous
Insidious and conspicuously villainous
The human wickedness is absolutely limitless
Screw everything but the major business
Reminisce bout the bygone better days
Remember? (No!) cuz' they were never there.!
Rich bosses sippin' Bombay Sapphire
Coke and sluts till the big shots can retire!
Havana cigars, Mercedes-Benz in carbon black!
You old fucks livin' straight to a heart attack!
Shut the hell up wit your fake bargain crap!
Ugly n' slimy that's the broker starter pack!
I am in the booth, and be rappin' the truth
About maggots like you! yeah


Part 3:
Doesn't matter, if it's 50 stars or white, blue, red
Territories get captured like flies in a spiderweb
And I don't get it! Why the hell, does every country wanna grow?
Ah, sure, it makes the fuckin' dollar blow!
The main aim is to absolutely conquer all
Be a world power, esteemed and honorable
Ya'll are despicable and would if ya could
Slaughter everybody who's not adjustible
And that horror-show is just all for dough'
Presidents, sit back, and feel comfortable
They feel unstoppable, but their only obstacle
Is me, bluntly speaking m.o.w
I speak freely and I don't give a shit
I don't mince matters and I won't ever quit
Yeah, and fuck the people, who turn a blind eye
I'm sick of em! I'm out, bye-bye!


Chorus:
I can't believe! Am I the only one who's dissident?
The globe is overcrowded wit frauds and hypocrites
And that's the reason why I hate this anarchy!
Just listen! This is misanthropy!
Catastrophe – the synonym for the world's regime!
I feel incredible hate so I wanna merc my fiends!
Am I the only one who noticed the insanity?
Just listen! This is misanthropy!