AFU - Streets of Deception [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro & Hook : AFU]

"Street strategies, coroners always round the corner
Crews sipping for the long goners
Ol' timers and thugs, everyday mourners
Affiliated with criminals, even those typical foreigners"

[Verse 1 : AFU]

Streets of deception
No one to look after, strictly no exemption
No one to make you strengthen
No one to you in a reflection
Streets with no protection, your end is your inception
Maniacs with no perception, no signs of perfection
A gun aimed to your head, that's your reception
Finally realizing the conception
What's yours don't consider it, as it will be under pretension
A tool, living under another man's retention
Women between the hands of contention
Fear in a handful of dust, you could feel the tension
When in danger, can't find anybody with gumption
Living behind bars is something under better assumption
Your powers are under consumption
No way out, you are eternally clutched in
Dreamers in the day, workers in the night
Walking above the clay, fakers about their delight
Lost in this decay, far away from site
In the dark astray, a good target in sight
Guns are child's play, this is not what I incite
Report in an essay, they have someone to indict

[Hook 2x]


[Verse 2 : AFU]

Building a reputation to get the connection established
Forced to start an unwanted habit, if not then consider a bandage
Keep your eyes wide open, or you will get ravaged by some beastly savages
Place under serious havoc, to survive you got to manage
There's no way to pack up your baggage, without some serious damage
A rabbit surrounded by wolfs that's rabid, extremely rapid
Chased by them, they are looking forward to snatch yo cabbage
Don't get in the lion's den, as your feet are your only carriage
Hard to pull the evil out, radish, you have no vantage
Born cold, the passage, can't disarm what's planted
Birth's date sabbath, smuggled like a package
An apple full of maggots, brain cells connected by bunch of adages
See, they didn't learn it by they own, the packets
They lavish enough evil, they certainly believe they're the baddest

[Verse 3 : AFU]