Conquistadors ( /kɒn.ˈkiːstədɔrz/; Spanish and Portuguese: Conquistadores, Spanish: [koŋkistaˈðoɾes], Portuguese: [kõkiʃtaˈðoɾɨʃ]; "Conquerors") were soldiers, explorers, and adventurers at the service of the Spanish or Portuguese Empires. They sailed beyond Europe, conquering territory and opening trade routes. They colonized much of the world for Spain and Portugal in the 15th, 16th, and 17th centuries.
The name derived from the Reconquista (711–1492), the reconquest of the territory of the Iberian Peninsula that was controlled by Muslims (the state called Al-Andalus). In 1492 Castile expanded its exploratory activities, using Portuguese navigators.[citation needed] Portugal had previously established a marine route to Japan via the southern coast of Africa, with numerous coastal enclaves along the route. Following the discovery of the New World by Christopher Columbus in 1492, expeditions led by conquistadors brought much of the Americas under the control of Spain in the 16th century.
feet touch dirt, hands touch the sky
clothes we made hang from a line
we've watched as siblings die and pray we never will
sing these work songs silently
melodies of a thousand years
add a new verse everyday
a tour bus passes now and then, glaring souls as black as night
spirits maimed and crippled could never understand this life
their sympathy is laughable, we are the wealthiest alive
the hotels keep crawling nearer
the hum of bulldozers grows louder
their work songs blaze like bugles in our ears
the sickness is ambition, an insatiable appetite
to put their flags up everywhere, to burn down and build again
can you hold these ashes, tell yourself it was really worth the price?
Plastic priests on "great" missions
Conquistadors with wicked grins
your treasure is a myth
no use in digging here
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It's a new day, motherfucker
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Live 'cause I got no choice
[Senim Silla and One Be Lo]
This is for blacks, whites, Asians, Hispanics
Christians, Muslims, Moors and Malayans
From north, west, east, south, Pacific to Atlantic
Binary Star, we mow mountains out of granite
[Senim Silla]
Feel the rhapsody
Fill this join to capacity
Senim grasp mics with pit-bull tenacity
These emcess adheeds
My platoon never at ease
Deadly I'm out already to seize the seas
Deep as twenty thousand leagues
Lyricist abyss
Drown rappers in my syllabus
Dive fifty fathoms
Still ain't met the depth that Silla's is
Chameleons can't adapt to this
Snatch a pebble, grasshopper, we done mastered this
[One Be Lo]
No need to practice this
'Cause every rhyme on my papyrus
Is naturally disasterous
I rock many fans, many hands clap to this
In many lands, from here to Minneapolis
These civil rights activists
Don't want none of me
'Cause in brief summary
I'm ripping foes apart
So remain seated like Rosa Parks
Because I bust (bus) like Montgomery
Suddenly
I let you have it
Nobody's next to grab it
I got lyrics to Go-Go like Inspector Gadget
In a bad habit fiending for the potency
I'm the Narcotics Anonymous Dope Emcee
On the hunt like scavenger
For months on the calendar
Any challenger trying to test this caliber
Binary Star battle your villainous characters to the end
We're poets, heroic like Super Friends
[Senim Silla]
Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson (Batman and Robin)
Dynamic combination
Get in simple complications
Burning sensations inflames these lame stations
Internal, infernal, blazing past you in planes racing
Keep you Star-gazing, stark raving, start raving
Binary's the amazing
Spectacular vernacular
[The Anonymous]
So what you're saying?
[Senim Silla]
There's no discussion
We set flames to your productions
Instantaneous, spontaneous combustion
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Live 'cause I got no choice
[Senim Silla and One Be Lo]
This is for the men, women, boys and girls
Emcees, DJs, fans throughout the world
For those who drink, smoke, and chew to say sober
Binary Star is here to take it over
[One Be Lo]
I'll tie your body to the tracks
My rhymes run you over like trains
How many times I gotta say that?
One Man Army assume the battle stance
I snow rap flows, impact like avalanche
You never had a chance
We got it locked like Dominoes
Unstoppable, my style is diabolical
I write articles equivalent to light particles
My rhyme's definition is shine, it's quite logical
[Senim Silla]
We set sail, jet propel and excel
We fire on all these cats catch hell when I exhale
We shall overcome, overthrow and prevail
The system we rebel
The mainstream as well
Save your politics Silla's sold Naga said
We don't blaze the same trail
Drink from the same well
My only purpose is to derail the infidel
And bust his head swell
And expel that crap smell
Propel your personnel
Far from y'all to those that don't fare well
Your petty plan failed in your lifespan can tell
We tipping the scale
Star rock decibel
You ain't close or parallel
[One Be Lo]
You can't flow
You need rainbows and leprechauns to go gold
I'm dropping these lyrical Megatons
With my crew as Decepticons
Transform my trigger hand's warm
Holding the mic like Megatron
I take aim and bust enemy planes
Remain calm like Saddam Hussein
It's obvious who remains Anonymous
My words get off like a SCUD in the Persian Gulf
Check it
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When you want it live, you can't compromise or settle
[Senim Silla and One Be Lo]
This is for blacks, whites, Asians, Hispanics
Christians, Muslims, Moors and Malayans
From north, west, east, south, Pacific to Atlantic
Binary Star, we mow mountains out of granite
Men, women, boys and girls
Emcees, DJs, fans throughout the world
For those who drink, smoke, and chew to say sober
Binary Star is here to take it over
Take it over, take, take it over
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Conquistadors
To the shores of the wild lands
Come the Christian men
With the word of their Lord God
And the plagues of another world
To take your pride and give you shame
To purify with iron and flame
They have come to slash and burn
They have come to rape the Earth
And the native people shall be their slaves
Resistors die under bullets and blades
Broken on a cross
Hangs their graven God
And all his well meant words
Are lost amongst the lies
The blood is on their hands
Those evil men from the Christian lands
And what of the tribal people
What do the Christians say?
For they are as the beasts
And Satan is their Lord!
The Christian Church wants blood and gold
The Christian God demands sacrifice
At dawn he rides, the fleet sets sail, the tanks will roll, when Mars screams,
Across the world, our children wake, abandoned offspring, writhing there,
Choked by the hidden hand of God,
The swansong is on his lips, an albatross hangs from his red neck,
The doves are dead, the hawks are free, to propagate the burdens of empire,
What eyes have seen the world,
From well-worn knees,
Where corpses lay at soldier's feet,
Conquistadors - God Speed!
The Prophet and the angel,
Inside his oval lair,
She whispers to his empty head,
"Conquistador... war is peace",
As infidels in Eden's garden... we'll tear out the serpent's eyes,
"A class filth infested, the heathen of the Holy Land -
We'll trample, stomp, and segregate them
Their God is dead-infected, they're rats within our shrines -
Conquistador... why would I lie?
Have another drink of wine,
Toast it to the terrorist,
You're brothers in each other's arms,
Doppelganger's in distress,
The clash of the fools, he arrives,
Blinded and faith-martyred,
Cleansed and reborn,
As the suicide crusader with the passion of Christ armed,
In the shadow of the crescent moon,
The crucifix shines in its petrol graveyard,
In what God's name shall they rule?