Imazeghen N Adagh
Tinariwen Lyrics


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It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under

Broken glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
Got no money to move out, I guess, I got no choice
Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far
Cause the man with the tow-truck repossessed my car

Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying
not to lose my head

It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under

Standing on the front stoop, hangin out the window
Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes blow
A crazy lady, livin in a bag
Eating out of garbage piles, used to be a fag-hag
Said, she danced the tango, skipped the light fandango
Was circon princess, seemed to lost her senses
Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
So she can tell the stories to the girls back home
She went to the city and got Social Security
She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own

Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying
not to lose my head

It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under

My brothers doin' bad, stole my mothers t.v.
Says, she watches to much, is just not healthy
"All my children" in the daytime, "Dallas" at night
Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill collectors, they ring my phone
And scare my wife, when I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon king kong standin' on my back
Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A midrange migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane!

Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying
not to lose my head

It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under

My son said, "daddy, I don't wanna go to school
Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think, I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
I dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps"
Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
They pushed that girl in front of the train
Took her to the doctor, sewed the arm on again
Stabbed that man right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy after the dark
Keep my hand on the gun, cause they got me on the run
I feel like an outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them say you want some more, livin on a seesaw

Don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying
not to lose my head

It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under

A child is born, with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you, but he's frowning too
Because only God knows, what you go through
You grow in the ghetto, living second rate
And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
The place, that you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alley way
You'll admire all the number book takers
Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money makers
Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens
And you wanna grow up to be just like them
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpockets, peddlers and even pan-handlers
You say I'm cool, I'm no fool
But then you wind up dropping out of high school
Now you're unemployed, all null 'n void
Walking 'round like you're pretty boy floyd
Turned stickup kid, look what you done did
Got send up for a eight year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a may tag
Spend the next two years as an undercover fag
Being used and abused and served like hell
Till one day you was found hung dead in a cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young

So, don't push me,
cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying
not to lose my head

It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under




It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five's "The Message" are a powerful commentary on the harsh realities of living in poverty-stricken neighborhoods. The imagery of broken glass, rats, and roaches paints a picture of an environment in which survival is a constant struggle. The reference to Social Security, a safety net for those in need, being dependent upon a pimp is a poignant commentary on the limitations of such systems. The lyrics are also infused with a sense of hopelessness and desperation, with the singer feeling like they are constantly on the edge and in danger of going under.


The song, released in 1982, was a landmark in the history of hip-hop, as it was one of the first tracks to use social commentary and political messaging. It was named by Rolling Stone as one of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time and its chorus has been sampled and referenced in countless songs since. The song's iconic musical structure, featuring a catchy bassline and a driving beat, has had a significant influence on the development of hip-hop and popular music.


Line by Line Meaning

It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
The world can be a chaotic and dangerous place that raises questions about the human experience.


How I keep from going under
I struggle to survive and maintain my sanity through adversity and hardship.


Broken glass everywhere
The urban environment is degraded and dangerous, with broken glass symbolizing its decay.


People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care
The disregard and disrespect for public space and community norms is an expression of social dysfunction.


I can't take the smell, can't take the noise Got no money to move out, I guess, I got no choice
The unpleasant and dangerous conditions of urban poverty make it difficult for me to escape my situation.


Rats in the front room, roaches in the back Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
Living in squalor, I'm surrounded by pests and violence.


I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far
Despite my best efforts, I'm still trapped and oppressed by the conditions around me.


Cause the man with the tow-truck repossessed my car
My limited means are exploited by those in power, who take away my few possessions.


Don't push me, cause I'm close to the edge I'm trying not to lose my head
My frustration and desperation are pushing me to my limits, and I'm struggling to stay composed.


Standing on the front stoop, hangin out the window Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes blow
I'm a passive observer of the world around me, feeling powerless to change my circumstances.


A crazy lady, livin in a bag Eating out of garbage piles, used to be a fag-hag
Other people around me are also struggling and marginalized, such as this woman reduced to living in poverty and scavenging for food.


Said, she danced the tango, skipped the light fandango Was circon princess, seemed to lost her senses
This woman's memories and fantasies reveal a life of joy and glamor that has since been shattered and lost to her.


Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps So she can tell the stories to the girls back home
This woman's desperate and degrading behavior is driven by a need to connect with others and survive.


She went to the city and got Social Security She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own
The social welfare system failed to provide for this woman's basic needs, forcing her to resort to dangerous and exploitative means of support.


My brothers doin' bad, stole my mothers t.v. Says, she watches to much, is just not healthy
The people close to me are also struggling and succumbing to destructive behavior, such as my brother's theft and my mother's excessive TV watching.


"All my children" in the daytime, "Dallas" at night Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
Even basic entertainment and escapism are elusive due to the oppressive and impoverished conditions of my life.


The bill collectors, they ring my phone And scare my wife, when I'm not home
My personal and financial insecurities are compounded by the harassment and distress inflicted by creditors and the threats they pose to my family.


Got a bum education, double-digit inflation Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
The economic and educational systems have failed to provide me with opportunities, making it difficult for me to maintain a livelihood.


Neon king kong standin' on my back Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
I feel weighed down and oppressed by larger social forces, with my physical and mental health suffering as a result.


A midrange migraine, cancered membrane Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane!
The physical and emotional toll of poverty and oppression is pushing me to the brink of madness and violent outburst.


My son said, "daddy, I don't wanna go to school Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think, I'm a fool And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
My son is also struggling with the flaws and failures of the educational system, feeling that school is pointless and that alternative paths such as manual labor offer more hope.


I dance to the beat, shuffle my feet Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps"
I'm trying to put on a brave face and fit in with the urban culture around me, even if it means compromising my values or engaging in risky behavior.


Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
The root of many problems and injustices is the relentless and corrupting pursuit of money that dominates society.


They pushed that girl in front of the train Took her to the doctor, sewed the arm on again
Violence and tragedy are common and brutal occurrences in the urban landscape, but even in the face of such horror, people are still able to summon hope and resilience.


Stabbed that man right in his heart Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
Even as people inflict violence upon each other, there are also moments of kindness and compassion that offer a glimpse of redemption and humanity.


I can't walk through the park, cause it's crazy after the dark Keep my hand on the gun, cause they got me on the run
The dangers and threats of the urban environment are pervasive and unrelenting, forcing me to adopt a dangerous and paranoid mindset just to survive.


I feel like an outlaw, broke my last glass jaw Hear them say you want some more, livin on a seesaw
My struggles and conflicts with others have left me battered and injured, both physically and emotionally, leaving me feeling like I'm in a constant state of tension and uncertainty.


A child is born, with no state of mind Blind to the ways of mankind
At birth, a person is innocent and has no worldly knowledge or preconceptions.


God is smiling on you, but he's frowning too Because only God knows, what you go through
God is an enigmatic and inscrutable force that can both bless and curse people, but ultimately, the nature of human suffering remains a mystery even to God.


You grow in the ghetto, living second rate And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
Growing up in poverty and oppression breeds a deep and profound resentment and bitterness towards the forces and people that keep you down.


The place, that you play and where you stay Looks like one great big alley way
The physical and social environment of the ghetto is oppressive and squalid, with a pervasive feeling of being trapped and degraded.


You'll admire all the number book takers Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money makers Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens And you wanna grow up to be just like them
Despite their resort to criminal and unethical means of earning money and power, those who succeed in the ghetto are often idolized and envied as role models for how to escape and thrive.


Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers Pickpockets, peddlers and even pan-handlers
The range of criminal activities that people resort to in the ghetto is diverse and depressing.


You say I'm cool, I'm no fool But then you wind up dropping out of high school
Despite your aspirations and sense of resilience, the harsh realities of life make it difficult to achieve your potential or achieve success in conventional ways like education.


Now you're unemployed, all null 'n void Walking 'round like you're pretty boy floyd
After failing to find work and feeling hopeless, you become aimless and directionless, resorting to bravado and swagger to mask your insecurity.


Turned stickup kid, look what you done did Got send up for a eight year bid
Desperation and a sense of futility lead you to resort to criminal behavior, leading to your imprisonment and loss of freedom.


Now your manhood is took and you're a may tag Spend the next two years as an undercover fag
Imprisonment leads to further degradation and humiliation, as you become the victim of sexual violence and exploitation.


Being used and abused and served like hell Till one day you was found hung dead in a cell
The brutality and injustice of the criminal justice system prove too much to bear, leading you to the tragic end of taking your own life.


It was plain to see that your life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth
The tragedy and loss of life is plain and stark, with a sense of finality and hopelessness.


But now your eyes sing the sad sad song Of how you lived so fast and died so young
Even in the face of tragedy and loss, there is a sense of beauty and artistry in the expression of human emotion through song and poetry.


So, don't push me,
I'm already pushed to my limits and can't take anymore.




Writer(s): Abdallah Ag Lamida

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@footfoot07011988

Paroles :

IMAZEGHEN N ADAGH ENKARAT TOMANAM
Touareg of the Adar, wake up! Rise up and show yourselves!

TOMANAM TISEMIL EMIL ITBATAN
Rise up and show yourselves openly, with sincerity

AYTMANIN MA DJAM D-IBASS TAKHDAMEN
My brothers, you have no more work! What does that mean?

DEL MOQAF WAN HA SEMEN TEKYADAM
All you can do is look on at this terrible situation

DAGH EL GHAHAD WA LAM IBASS TATTEFHAM
You don't even understand the confidence you possess

BDA TIRIKIN ED IMENAS ANNAYYAM
Once you rode upon the camel's saddle



@katan16

Jaba wookez il n'y a aucune différence entre un arabe ou berbère amazigh, européenne ou persan.....ect, vous êtes ce que vous êtes, humain,
Ce qui était avant l'amazighe? mm, et avant, et avant encore?
savez-vous votre grand grand grand.............-père........etc? sont-ils tous de la même origine!!!!! je pense pas.
Selon votre penser, le mariage doit être seulement entre deux de la même origine, Sinon, le sang sera perdue!!! 
Si vous ne pouvez pas répondre aux questions ci-dessus, donc vous êtes cul sans origines. 
Origine!! Cette idéologie raciste primitive, il n'y a aucune origin, la seule question de l'origin, qu'il est à la recherche par des biologistes,
Oui, il ya eu des erreurs et mauvais côté, par les musulmans à travers l'histoire, mais le message était pur pur, et dans toutes les nations il ya de bonnes et de mauvaises, donc, il ne faut pas juger un livre par sa couverture,
clarifier les folies du 21e siècle:
-déterminer l'âge du mariage a commencé à la fin du XXe siècle qui est de 18 ans, 
mais selon votre origin votre pensée, où vous êtes désireux de la tradition des grands-parents, l'âge nubile, quand de l'amazighe avant l'Islam est 9 ans et l'âge de l'engagement est 3 ans, donc la pedophilie nous trouvons dans vos grands-parents avant l'Islam, foolish. vous ne pouvez pas juger un ancienne civilisation basé sur les normes actuelles de votre culture,

même origin Adam
même religion "monothéiste" Un seul Dieu
même patrie 
C'est le but de l'Islam, mais peu de gens comprennent



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@fouazamellal7698

من الاوراس باتنة تحيه حب واحترام لخاوتي التوارق اينما كانوا واينما وجدوا ويحيا التوارق

@adelamine4380

انا شاوي وراسي خشين صح بصح كي نسمع الموسيقى تاع الطوارق نولي حنين تحية لخاوتنا الطوارق

@user-hf1gb2hk7k

تحية حب واحترام لكل الامازيغ للطوارق والقبائل والشاويين وسوس والريف وميزاب والاطلس.. الخ نحن شعب واحد هوية واحدة انشاء الله نتحد من جديد ونهدم الحدود الوهمية بيننا لنسافر شمال افريقيا ولواصل الرحم بيننا انا من سوس في المغرب احبيت نزور امازيغ الجزائر في الصحراء والسهول والجبال والساحل تحية لكم النضال تم النضال

@trankilomoways9084

مرحبا بك بين إخوانك الأمازيغ والعرب في الجزائر والله لقد زرتكم في اغادير وتارودانت ووجدتكم خير الشعوب وأقرب الى قلوبنا.....حفظكم الله

@MOSTAFAPIZZARO

انا شاوي جزائري ان شاء الله الحدود يزرعو فيها الالغام كل واحد يضرب على نمو انا اتحد فقط مع الجزائريين الباقي مايهني لا امازيغي لا عربي ..الجزائر و بعدها الطوفان نتوما غير افريوها مع العائلة العلوية و من بعد ساهل الحال الملك راه يستعبد فيكم

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تارقي وافتخر بفننا لاصيل

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@AMSA_318

الامازيغ ❤✊

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Tudrt itmazight ayuz i yaytmat ngh imazighn Twareg🙏🙏🙏🙏👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍
تحيه إجلال عظيمه لإخوتنا الأمازيغ الطوارق سادة وملوك الصحراء الكبرى بإمتياز و بلا منازع أخوكم من أمازيغ المغرب ( أمورنواكوشMorocco)
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