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.
featuring D. Marshall
Kane: See in the ghetto
When thug niggas die
We Ride
The whole hood ride
You gonna ride if you a soldier
You a soldier ain't cha
Abel: Hell Yeah nigga
Kane: Then you gonna ride
for the ?????
D. Marshall
Chorus: Just another ghetto day
Another soldier died today
I'm praying that the clips in my AK
You know we gotta ride today (X2)
Kane: I just got word that they shot my Nigga
Sit down on the curb and pray its not my Nigga
If It's Tru, you know what we gots to do
Wrap the glocks in the chopper
Cowards gone get they issue
Cause
ain't no respect for life where I live
Niggas will get revenge
But they won't forgive
Retaliation gone happen in New Orleans
We send that ass to the morgue
Time to donate them organs
They ain't gone care if lil folks or
Ol' folks out there
And as if my standards
Gone be down
When that gun smoke clear
Cause a man a different man with a gun In his hand
Or a bag a dope in his hand
Turn that man to He-man
Roll down the window when we see them Niggas(Damn them niggas)
That be with them niggas
don't get shook to pull triggas
Put some fire on my gat
Make no eye contact
You busters killed my fuckin nigga
And he never comin back (never)
Chorus (X2)
Abel: I watched yo son throw a rose as They lowered your casket
And God only knows I'm a get this bastard
When he killed you
He killed himself
Straight Drama
I'm a spray even if he standing next to my momma
Remember
We used to chill in the project cuts
Drinking hennesy and smokin till we both Throw up
Your old lady used to fuss
Cause we hang to much
I broke the news
She hung up
It was just too much
Tellin your momma you was dead
The hardest thing I ever did
So tonite it's mo drama
When I ride for your kid
Chorus (X3)
TRU soldiers gonna ride for you
TRU soldiers gonna ride for you
Kane: See in the ghetto
When thug niggas die
We Ride
The whole hood ride
You gonna ride if you a soldier
You a soldier ain't cha
Abel: Hell Yeah nigga
Kane: Then you gonna ride
for the ?????
D. Marshall
Chorus: Just another ghetto day
Another soldier died today
I'm praying that the clips in my AK
You know we gotta ride today (X2)
Kane: I just got word that they shot my Nigga
Sit down on the curb and pray its not my Nigga
If It's Tru, you know what we gots to do
Wrap the glocks in the chopper
Cowards gone get they issue
Cause
ain't no respect for life where I live
Niggas will get revenge
But they won't forgive
Retaliation gone happen in New Orleans
We send that ass to the morgue
Time to donate them organs
They ain't gone care if lil folks or
Ol' folks out there
And as if my standards
Gone be down
When that gun smoke clear
Cause a man a different man with a gun In his hand
Or a bag a dope in his hand
Turn that man to He-man
Roll down the window when we see them Niggas(Damn them niggas)
That be with them niggas
don't get shook to pull triggas
Put some fire on my gat
Make no eye contact
You busters killed my fuckin nigga
And he never comin back (never)
Chorus (X2)
Abel: I watched yo son throw a rose as They lowered your casket
And God only knows I'm a get this bastard
When he killed you
He killed himself
Straight Drama
I'm a spray even if he standing next to my momma
Remember
We used to chill in the project cuts
Drinking hennesy and smokin till we both Throw up
Your old lady used to fuss
Cause we hang to much
I broke the news
She hung up
It was just too much
Tellin your momma you was dead
The hardest thing I ever did
So tonite it's mo drama
When I ride for your kid
Chorus (X3)
TRU soldiers gonna ride for you
TRU soldiers gonna ride for you
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Ghetto Day Lyrics as written by David Garcia Craig Bazile
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