HIP HOP PALESTINESE

 i DAM Palestine fanno hip hop: sono palestinesi e rappano su temi universali riferiti all’occupazione dei territori palestinesi. un genere musicale, l’hip hop, che è anche stile di vita, nato nei ghetti neri americani, diventa strumento di protesta per  chi appartiene a una cultura distante da quella americana.  I DAm Palestine rappano su basi ritmiche e sonorità che si riallacciano alla musica tradizionale araba.   C’è il rap dei giovani palestinesi, o quello delle banlieu parigine, o quello degli Almamegretta in Italia con il riferimento alla gente del sud e al suo malessere.

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Who’s the terrorist?
I’m the terrorist?!
How am I the terrorist when you’ve taken my land?
Who’s the terrorist?

You’re the terrorist!
You’ve taken everything I own while I’m living in my homeland
You’re killing us like you’ve killed our ancestors
You want me to go to the law?

What for?
You’re the Witness, the Lawyer, and the Judge!
If you are my Judge
I’ll be sentenced to death

You want us to be the minority?
To end up the majority in the cemetery?
In your dreams!

You’re a Democracy?
Actually it’s more like the Nazis!
Your countless raping of the Arabs’ soul
Finally impregnated it

Gave birth to your child
His name: Suicide Bomber
And then you call him the terrorist?
You attack me but still you cry out

When i remind you it was you who attacked me
You silence me and shout:
“Don’t they have parents to keep them at home?”
“But you let small children throw stones!”

WHAT?!

You must have forgotten you buried our parents under the rubble of our homes
And now while my agony is so immense

You call me the terrorist?
Who’s the terrorist?
I’m the terrorist?
How I am the terrorist
When you’ve taken my land?!

Who’s the terrorist?
You’re the terrorist!
You’ve taken everything I own
while I’m living in my homeland

Why terrorist?! Because my blood is not calm
It’s boiling!
Because I hold my head for my homeland
You’ve killed my loved ones

Now I’m all alone
My parents driven out
But I will remain to shout out

I’m not against peace
Peace is against me
It’s going to destroy me
You don’t listen to uor voices
You silence us and degrade us

And who are you?!

And when did you became ruler?
Look how many you’ve killed
and how many orphans you’ve created

Our mothers are crying
Our fathers are in anguish
Our land is disappearing

And I’ll tell you who you are!
You grew up sported
We grew up in poverty
Who grew up with freedom?
And who grew up in continument?

We fight for Our freedom
But you’ve made that a crime
And you, the terrorist call me the terrorist!

Who’s the terrorist?

I’m the terrorist?

How I am the terrorist

When you’ve taken my land?!

Who’s the terrorist?
You’re the terrorist!
You’ve taken everything I own
while I’m living in my homeland

So when will I stop being a terrorist?!
When you hit me and I turn the other check
How do you expect me to thank 

 who harmed me?!

I tell you what!

You tell me how you want me to be!
Down on my knees with my hands tied up
My eyes to the ground
Surrounding by bodies

Houses destroyed
Families driven out
Our children orphaned

Our freedom chained up

You oppress
You kill

We bury
We’ll remain patient
We’ll suppress our pain

Most importantly you feel secure
Just relax and leave us all the pain
You see our blood is like that of dogs

NOT EVEN

When dogs die they receive sympathy
So our blood is not as valuable as a dogs
No – My blood is valuable

And I will continue defending myself Even if you call me a terrorist

HIP HOP PALESTINESEultima modifica: 2009-01-16T00:26:42+01:00da officinafuturo
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