Andrew Isaac - Food Chains [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Chorus)
Can we call the cops?
Think you're slicker but you not, we call the shots we run the trap we sell a rock we got that stash, like

Under your lips still moving, say you a thug well then prove it
Later tuck on that ruby
That dead body's a sign
Block a chopper for my bros
Rock a 40 instead of soap
Yeah that code
Yeah that me
While that paper better be
While I pay for medi-peace
While I save my medi-piece
Med-degree

No water's healing your pride
No dollar's healing your skies
No caller's hearing your cries
No flag is barren the flag you bearing look a tad a baron
Look it's sad apparent cause you're mad at parents, cause you're bad at fairing cause you're at the fair and get a pack of barons or Adams
Bomb's aimed and they're atoms
Small parts you don't have them (x2)

Sounds of the street, Breaking Me (x2)
(chorus)

The coasts, the ghosts, they're screaming at me form they're posts
They gleam in the lighter they burn in the fire
They seem to be lighter than the freaks that inside us
In the east there's a fighter in the streets that's an Islam
In the peaks that's a bismal
In