Dʿmt (Proto-Ge'ez: ; Ge'ez: ዳሞት, Dmt) was a kingdom located in Eritrea and northern Ethiopia that existed during the 10th to 5th centuries BC. Few inscriptions by or about this kingdom survive and very little archaeological work has taken place. As a result, it is not known whether Dʿmt ended as a civilization before Aksum's early stages, evolved into the Aksumite state, or was one of the smaller states united in the Aksumite kingdom possibly around the beginning of the 1st century.
The capital of Dʿmt is thought to have been Yeha, although some archeologists like Peter Schmidt believe the site is insufficient to qualify as a capital site. He states, "It may have been a major ritual center and, without question, was an important necropolis. But certainly not a capital."
The kingdom developed irrigation schemes, used plows, grew millet, and made iron tools and weapons.
Some modern historians like Stuart Munro-Hay, Rodolfo Fattovich, Ayele Bekerie, Cain Felder, and Ephraim Isaac consider this civilization to be indigenous, although Sabaean-influenced due to the latter's dominance of the Red Sea, while others like Joseph Michels, Henri de Contenson, Tekle-Tsadik Mekouria, and Stanley Burstein have viewed Dʿmt as the result of a mixture of Sabaeans and indigenous peoples. The most recent research, however, shows that Ge'ez, the ancient Semitic language spoken in Eritrea and northern Ethiopia in ancient times, is not derived from Sabaean. There is evidence of a Semitic-speaking presence in Eritrea and northern Ethiopia at least as early as 2000 BC. It is now believed that Sabaean influence was minor, limited to a few localities, and disappeared after a few decades or a century, perhaps representing a trading or military colony in some sort of symbiosis or military alliance with the civilization of Dʿmt or some other proto-Aksumite state.
1, in comes the 2 to the 3
1, in comes the 2 to the 3
1, in comes the 2 to the 3
Make some fucking noise for the Kottonmouth Kings
[CHORUS]
1 to the 2 from the 2 to the 3
Get the fuck up this is Kottonmouth Kings
3 to the 4 from the 4 to the 5
Make some fucking noise if you like to get high
5 to 6 time to get the joints lit
Down for the Krown here comes the King Klick
7 to the 8, 8, 9 then 10
We been doing this since way back when
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5
4, 3, 2, 1 D-Double Dash come through the back door
Party crashing, smashing, mashing on some
Blazing on the wood
Letting these cats know if it's misunderstood
This King Klick shit yo it's really kind of hood
'Cause every now and then yo I wish you would
'Cause every now and then yo it feels so good
Hit them up quick get them with the good shit
Letting' these dudes know about the Kottonmouth throne
D-Loc don't play you better get out my way
You better speak up quick if you got something to say
Put your hands in the air if you're down to get blazed
Put your middle fingers up like back in the day
If you're down with the Krown let me hear you say
1 to the 2 from the 2 to the 3
[CHORUS]
Since way back when we've been organizing
Show after show always see the sun rising
We multiplying gravity defying
You want a math quiz come and add this
210 + 210 you get the password
70 x 6 you puffin' good herb
800 - 380 you can't fade me
Simple mathematics higher education
Times are getting' drastic
Roll another one Daddy X will pass it
We bombastic time to take action
Richter grab the microphone and start blasting
When you walk in my crib that shit's hot boxed
And when you walking out the door look like you got a pocket full of rocks
But it's two zip locks filled up with pot that you just bought
450 a pop and now I got 900 in my back pocket
Now I light up another joint and blast off like a rocket
You just can't stop this I'm gonna keep smoking
Stay on the top 'cause I know who's growing
[CHORUS]
Yo stop the presses we a decade deep
We've been here ten years blowing big smoke rings
Burnt so many joints my nickname's Richter the Roller
From Kottonmouth and Kingspade Sub Noize is taking over
Rock the bells no more walking on eggshells
Truth be told we broke the mold in the game
We're not the same fuck being conventional
We come original do it our way
Back in the day we drew a line in the sand
Said we'd never be like any other band
We sparked the hoota then we sparked a movement
Red lights flashing yeah we stuck to the plan
1°STROFA
La mia vendetta sar? lenta
quando parlo faccio in modo che chi deve senta
il mio pensiero mi scaraventa
dico sul serio stare solo mi spaventa
adoro quando un'esperienza mi tenta
non io ? la mia coscenza che deve stare attenta
e se speri che mi penta
sappi che la luce che vedevo si ? appena spenta (PUF!)
il tempo non aspetta
ma non ? lui qua sono io ad avere fretta
dio,mi fulmin? con una saetta
e ora non s? cosa ancora mi aspetta
un bel p? di gente qua sotto mi rispetta
ma tutto il resto se mi becca mi affetta
pensavo di aver svoltato
poi mi son svegliato tutto sudato con la bavetta
ora ogni mia data viene disdetta
ogni serata per me ? maledetta
chi mi stima penso menta
mi passer? una lametta
prima di una mezz'oretta
anzi no
mi ubriaco in saletta
che se esco vengo fermato alla prima paletta:senta non sono un criminale
non mi vorr? incriminare per mezza cannetta
ora ogni mia rima ? una vignetta
ai live ormai mi porto la lavagnetta
non s? il futuro ma gli ho dato una letta
io sono il futuro che qualcuno lo ammetta
hey mista selecta metti questo nella tua scaletta
presto tutti avranno il mio faccione sulla maglietta
e il nome sulla fascietta (jesto..)
ti mando a fanculo in diretta
i pazzi siete voi che ancora mi date retta
non sono nessuno
non riuscivo a accettarlo
ma ora ho comprato un'accetta..
Rit.
S? che ho un cazzo di flow
che faccio un cazzo di show
che vi manda tutti ai matti
che gridate tutti quanti..BLOW
un cazzo di flow
che faccio un cazzo di show
che vi manda tutti ai matti
O meu corpo era fechado até encontra o seu
Minha mente fabricava um mundo que não era meu
Hoje tudo mudou...
Quase sempre conformado com a desilusão
Tudo que eu planejava eu planejava em vão
Mas isso já passou...
Refrão:
Quem é que vai mudar
O destino da minha vida
Tenho que me acostumar
Tomar as minhas prÓprias decisÕes
Hoje tenho que ser mais eu
Quando o assunto é você na minha vida
Sem ter raiva no meu coração
Eu não espero mais ouvir perdão... (fim do refrão)
Mente aberta jogo limpo é assim que sou
Já vivi o meu fracasso um longa de terror
Hoje tudo mudou...
Não espero minhas respostas olhando para o céu
Já chorei olhando fotos sem o meu anel
Mas isso já passou