So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
Prelude:
And the best thing about what you see here, is that everything works with everything else.
In other words, it's a system. With a system it's no big deal to use. Look. With any
computer you have to learn a few new things. See, it's testing itself.
[Chorus]
MC Chris ownz
I wanna go to an MC Chris show
but he dosen't tour so in the meantime
I'm gonna memorize all of his lines
[Repeat 1x]
I spell word with a three, name's MC
Other rappers flow weak like window unit A/Cs
Latinas on my penis, Japanese on they knees
I love all the ladies as long as they 18
I got bling up the ying, a plethora of Porsches
I'll say anything cause my mouth is remorseless
Even the Source says my hip hop's a vortex,
Leave horse heads on door steps, my mic checks cost Corvettes
The strobe light explodes white as I step on the floor
The bar keep knows the code so he throws me a Stroh's
Weak MCs decompose, 'cause they know I can flow
Like Wessel comma Zam through Corruscant corridors
Humidor filled with Stoges, filled with 'dro
Like 90210 it's filled with the word "bro"
Fuck the lexicon of octagons, I'm all about go
These amateurs got catheters I'm all about prose by pros
[Chorus]
I'm lit like a Branch Davidian
I'm what's left of the lithium in Cobain's cranium
I fill Whimbley Stadium
I'm once-bitten, twice-shy call it pyromania
When I roll up in Kashykk, I roll three Jedis deep
The fleet of peeps that I creep all got vests underneath
There's no need to beleive, in the heat that I keep
The squares that I [bleep], or the heiresses I freak
It's embarrassing to me, I'm like kerosene it seems
Or D-R-E-W-B with incendiary schemes,
Blowin' up makin' cream, I am just like Howard Dean
When I scream I get red, I get mean
Can't believe you be buyin' what I be shuckin' and jivin'
Fuck it if I am the next big thing with promotional tie-ins
I am just a cartoon-making rapper, you think that I'm lying
Everyone bust a move like it is a rave in Zion
My self-aggrandizing and deprecation keeps 'em guessing
Call me venus fly trap 'cause my DJ's Howard Hessman
Word 'em up yo, word 'em up yo
I just let the rap game out of a choke hold.
[Chorus]
And the best thing about what you see here, is that everything works with everything else.
In other words, it's a system. With a system it's no big deal to use. Look. With any
computer you have to learn a few new things. See, it's testing itself.
[Chorus]
MC Chris ownz
I wanna go to an MC Chris show
but he dosen't tour so in the meantime
I'm gonna memorize all of his lines
[Repeat 1x]
I spell word with a three, name's MC
Other rappers flow weak like window unit A/Cs
Latinas on my penis, Japanese on they knees
I love all the ladies as long as they 18
I got bling up the ying, a plethora of Porsches
I'll say anything cause my mouth is remorseless
Even the Source says my hip hop's a vortex,
Leave horse heads on door steps, my mic checks cost Corvettes
The strobe light explodes white as I step on the floor
The bar keep knows the code so he throws me a Stroh's
Weak MCs decompose, 'cause they know I can flow
Like Wessel comma Zam through Corruscant corridors
Humidor filled with Stoges, filled with 'dro
Like 90210 it's filled with the word "bro"
Fuck the lexicon of octagons, I'm all about go
These amateurs got catheters I'm all about prose by pros
[Chorus]
I'm lit like a Branch Davidian
I'm what's left of the lithium in Cobain's cranium
I fill Whimbley Stadium
I'm once-bitten, twice-shy call it pyromania
When I roll up in Kashykk, I roll three Jedis deep
The fleet of peeps that I creep all got vests underneath
There's no need to beleive, in the heat that I keep
The squares that I [bleep], or the heiresses I freak
It's embarrassing to me, I'm like kerosene it seems
Or D-R-E-W-B with incendiary schemes,
Blowin' up makin' cream, I am just like Howard Dean
When I scream I get red, I get mean
Can't believe you be buyin' what I be shuckin' and jivin'
Fuck it if I am the next big thing with promotional tie-ins
I am just a cartoon-making rapper, you think that I'm lying
Everyone bust a move like it is a rave in Zion
My self-aggrandizing and deprecation keeps 'em guessing
Call me venus fly trap 'cause my DJ's Howard Hessman
Word 'em up yo, word 'em up yo
I just let the rap game out of a choke hold.
[Chorus]
Lyrics submitted by tsigo
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-"other rappers flow weak like window unit a/c's" one of my fav lines in any song ever -it doesnt say "fucked", it actually bleeps, and I think thats on purpose, not censorship the rhyme is believe, keep, bleep, freak... -"fuck it if I am the next big thing with promotional tie-ins"
Really great song, one of the best off Eating's Not Cheating