Akala is back yet again with a new album for us to sink our teeth into titled 'The Thieves Banquet' featuring a total of 11 tracks or 12 if you're lucky enough to get the bonus track. You can expect to hear Akala draw influences from many different genres, lucid flows, abundance of knowledge, food for thought, insane production and yet again a boundary pushing release.
The Thieves Banquet by Akala
The Thieves Banquet Lyrics
Year of Release: 2013
Verse 1 Intro
Uh, listen
Uh, okay, yo
First up was the thief of the worst reputation
Dictator of a third-world nation
He looked the Devil in the eye as he spoke
In an oh-so-serious tone
Verse 1: Third-World Dictator
Dear Mr. Devil
I am the greatest thief there has ever been on Earth
Please tell me who else more than me personifies your work
I came to power in a military coup, I murdered the elected president
He wanted to use the resources of our country for our peoples’ benefit
I proved to masters in the west
I could kill my own people just as well as the best
So I took over the so-called independent country when the foreigners left
Sent squads of death to those who would suggest
In power should be the one they elect
Erected a statue of the great man
That raped our mothers, stole our lands
That’s how little self-respect I have
Don’t fight slavery, it makes me glad
Account in Switzerland, Rolls Royce
Murder and rape cos I want new toys
Don’t want a portion, but a whole fortune
With that profit, what’s a little bit of torture
Even outlawed my indigenous culture
And language and history
And taught our people to only worship colonizers
And of course, ME!
Hook
Thief!
It’s the banquet of the thieves!
Come and dine with me!
It’s the banquet of the thieves!
The banquet of the thieves…
Verse 2 Intro
The Devil was so impressed with this wonderful man
He almost ejaculated on his hands
But the monarch of the empire said,
Verse 2: The Monarch of Empire
Excuse me, Mr. Devil, I’d like to speak if I may
Who do you think trained this amateur dictator to behave this way?
Yeah, I’m sure before I came along his country was far from heaven
But look of the carnage I caused all over the Earth, it’s got to be the work of the Devil
Countless deaths, mass enslavement
Deliberate starvation of whole nations
The dictator tries his best, but looking at me, he’s just an imitation
Who do you think pays his wages?
He would love to be trading places
I’ve been doing this ting on the roads
Way back, way back, way back
Since the Middle Ages
Everybody knows he’s a criminal element
They think I’m democratic and benevolent
And that shows that I’m really devilish
Cos people think I’m heaven-sent
I couldn’t care about democracy
You all know no one elected me
The people love me despite my crimes
Sucka MCs wanna bite my shine
So blingin’ out of control you would vomit
Don’t even touch dough, but my face is on it!
Hook
Thief!
It’s the banquet of the thieves!
Come and dine with me!
It’s the banquet of the thieves!
The banquet of the thieves…
Verse 3: The Head of Religious Orders
I’m a pervert who’s in the cloak of the clergy
Yes, I’m a pervert who’s in the cloak
I’m a despicable character
I use my position of authority and spiritual reverence