There are two artists known as "Del". One is a short for Del tha Funkee Hom… Read Full Bio ↴There are two artists known as "Del". One is a short for Del tha Funkee Homosapien. "Del" is also a Daniel Cardoso´s (Head Control System, Heavenwood, Oblique Rain, Kandia, ex-Sirius, etc.) solo-project name, Genre: Alternative / Rock / Metal. Website: http://www.myspace.com/delonline.

DEL is a Norwegian rock band formed in 1996 by Per Gisle Galåen, Lasse Marhaug and Kjell Runar "Killer" Jenssen. The band's music is mostly improvised and heavily influenced by drone music, space rock, psychedelic rock, noise music and obscure horror films.

Although the core of DEL is the aforementioned trio, they often invite guests on recordings and for live performances. Notable guests include Fredrik Ness Sevendal (who is an almost-official fourth member), Tore H. Bøe, Petter Flaten Eilertsen, Audun Eriksen, Campbell Kneale (Birchville Cat Motel), Kai Mikalsen, Antony Milton (A.M.), John Birger Wormdahl and Mr. Cosmonaut (Cosmonauts Hail Satan).

The band releases most of its recordings on labels run by the band members or their friends. Most of the artwork is done by Lasse.

Madness
Del Lyrics

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In the year three thousand and thirty

Everybody wants to be an MC

In the year three thousand and thirty

Everybody want to be a DJ

In the year three thousand and thirty

Everybody want to be a producer

In the year three thousand and thirty

Everybody want to tell ya the meaning of the music

I must appeal to you people with your faculties

'Coz everybody else is gonna laugh at me

People try to get over and take a crack at me

The universe is one and I can see what rap can be glorious

Put in the Smithsonian, my podiums for holy hymns

But you see who's controlling them

Fuck myself off 'coz of the egotistical mode I'm in

No, I can't slap you no five

When you and your cutty is talkin' shit about me outside

People take pride in what they have no hand in

Sorta like a phantom holographic handsome

But deep inside he wants to do what his man done

Just because his peers jeer and and clown

When your six foot deep no one hears you now

They say we're not compatible like deers and cows and owls

So many rules and regulations say you're not allowed

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

If I had to describe the way I survive, it's like vice squeezin'

The reason I'm black and still breathin'

Heathens will breed heathens so

Everybody's suspect I must check your ID

'Coz you lookin' sheisty, you might be intelligence

Someone that Del's against, opposite or positive

When I drop the law against nature be faithful

Why should I hate you, we ain't that different?

We may act different in some ways

But we still grouped together like a fuckin' survey

Sufferin' and fuck 'em all's the motto

I'm trapped in a bottle, my music's gettin' hollow

That's what happens when humanity you follow

Where every leak or info is hard to swallow

Sell your Marlboro's and car insurance

Put niggas on the moon and can't pay your burdens

I smoke herb and rock a turban

Meditate on the world and what's occurrin'

A lot of white boys like the style and copy

Dig in something deeper and you'll peep that we're not free

It's not about the separation, it's about the population

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

Simple minded people always point the finger

To bring it to a close as if life is their role, their path

When all paths are intersections

It all depends on the persons perception

When I'm mad as fuck you get shot

And to some it's bad luck

I believe you held something back for too long

It grew strong

And energy got its own will

And people think they make music still

But music is there without you or me, we just manipulate

For better or worse, so let it situate

I get to make records and dough

Paid out the asshole

And still seen as another face on the totem pole

Conquer, my sponsors are monsters

And everybody thinks that I owe them one

I'm glad I love music and life

'Coz it's easy to see the pain and strife and end it all tonight

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness

Overall Meaning

Del's song, "Madness," discusses the state of hip-hop in the future. He predicts that in the year 3030, everyone will want to be an MC, DJ, or producer, and they will all want to tell people the meaning of the music. Del tells his fans that he must "appeal to you people with your faculties" because others will laugh at him for his beliefs. He also speaks on the struggles he faces in the music industry and with humanity as a whole. "Madness" highlights the challenges individuals face when attempting to stay true to themselves, even when society pressures them to conform or comply.

Furthermore, Del speaks on the control of the music industry and those who take part in it. He mentions the Smithsonian, which is a museum that has a National Museum of African American History and Culture. He implies that the museum may include hip-hop, and Del sees himself as a pioneer in the genre. Additionally, he talks about the pressure he faces when creating music and says that his music is getting "hollow." Del is tired of people copying his style and not understanding the deeper meaning behind his lyrics. He is caught in the grip of the city madness, which implies that he is limited to the madness of society.

Overall, the lyrics to "Madness" indicate that Del faces many inner conflicts, but he continues to express himself through his art. He discusses the difficulties of staying true to oneself and the pressure individuals face in the music industry and society.

Line by Line Meaning

In the year three thousand and thirty
In the far future

Everybody wants to be an MC
Everyone wants to be a rapper

Everybody want to be a DJ
Everyone wants to be a DJ

Everybody want to be a producer
Everyone wants to be a producer

Everybody want to tell ya the meaning of the music
Everyone wants to tell you what music means

I must appeal to you people with your faculties
I need to appeal to those of you who have intellectual abilities

'Coz everybody else is gonna laugh at me
Because everyone else will make fun of me

People try to get over and take a crack at me
People try to take advantage of me and insult me

The universe is one and I can see what rap can be glorious
All things are connected and I can see the potential of rap

Put in the Smithsonian, my podiums for holy hymns
I should be honored by being in the Smithsonian; my music is sacred

But you see who's controlling them
But you see who is controlling the Smithsonian and its exhibits

Fuck myself off 'coz of the egotistical mode I'm in
I'm screwing myself over because of my egotistical state of mind

No, I can't slap you no five
No, I can't give you a high five

When you and your cutty is talkin' shit about me outside
When you and your friend are talking negatively about me outside

People take pride in what they have no hand in
People take pride in things they had no influence over

Sorta like a phantom holographic handsome
Like an imaginary, digital pretty boy

But deep inside he wants to do what his man done
But deep down, he wants to do what his predecessor did

Just because his peers jeer and and clown
Just because his peers make fun of him and mock him

When your six foot deep no one hears you now
When you're dead no one can hear you anymore

They say we're not compatible like deers and cows and owls
They say we're not similar like different kinds of animals

So many rules and regulations say you're not allowed
There are many restrictions that prohibit certain things

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
I am trapped in the craziness of city life

If I had to describe the way I survive, it's like vice squeezin'
If I had to describe how I survive, it's like a vice squeezing me

The reason I'm black and still breathin'
The reason I'm alive and black

Heathens will breed heathens so
Bad people will raise bad children

Everybody's suspect I must check your ID
Everyone is suspicious, so I have to check your identification

'Coz you lookin' sheisty, you might be intelligence
Because you look suspicious, you might be an intelligence agent

Someone that Del's against, opposite or positive
Someone who Del is against, either an opponent or ally

When I drop the law against nature be faithful
When I go against what is normally accepted, be faithful

Why should I hate you, we ain't that different?
Why should I hate you? We're not much different from each other

We may act different in some ways
We may behave differently in certain ways

But we still grouped together like a fuckin' survey
But we're still grouped together like participants in a survey

Sufferin' and fuck 'em all's the motto
Suffering and not caring is the motto

That's what happens when humanity you follow
That's what happens when you blindly follow humanity

Where every leak or info is hard to swallow
Where every piece of information is hard to accept

Sell your Marlboro's and car insurance
Sell your Marlboro cigarettes and car insurance policies

Put niggas on the moon and can't pay your burdens
Achieve great things but can't solve your problems

I smoke herb and rock a turban
I smoke marijuana and wear a headscarf

Meditate on the world and what's occurrin'
Think deeply about the world and what's happening

A lot of white boys like the style and copy
Many white people like and imitate the style

Dig in something deeper and you'll peep that we're not free
Look deeper and you'll see that we're not truly free

It's not about the separation, it's about the population
It's not about being divided, it's about the people

Simple minded people always point the finger
People who lack intelligence always blame others

To bring it to a close as if life is their role, their path
To end things as if it's their duty in life

When all paths are intersections
When all paths cross each other

It all depends on the persons perception
It all depends on how someone perceives it

When I'm mad as fuck you get shot
When I'm extremely angry, you get shot

And to some it's bad luck
And some people consider it bad luck

I believe you held something back for too long
I believe you've withheld something for too long

It grew strong
It became more intense

And energy got its own will
And the energy took on a life of its own

And people think they make music still
And people still think they make music

But music is there without you or me, we just manipulate
But music exists without our influence; we just manipulate it

For better or worse, so let it situate
For better or for worse, just let it be

I get to make records and dough
I get to make records and money

Paid out the asshole
Paid a lot of money

And still seen as another face on the totem pole
And still seen as unimportant

Conquer, my sponsors are monsters
To conquer, my sponsors are big and powerful

And everybody thinks that I owe them one
And everyone thinks that I owe them something

I'm glad I love music and life
I'm glad I have a love for music and life

'Coz it's easy to see the pain and strife and end it all tonight
Because it's easy to see the suffering and hardship and want to end everything tonight

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness
I am trapped in the craziness of city life

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