Black Sunday - Land Of The Free [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Donnie Darko]
I can't front
I live through pain
If you've been where i've been you'd prolly go insane
It never change
We stuck on a blueprint
Noisy ass niggas still acting in their two sins
Where I'm from you need a gun, muthafucka
Outsides in the hood, gotta run, muthafucka
I've been through it
Fuck it, i live trough it
Realities is a nightmare
I'm leaving to mah music
It ain't a museum
People shooting we still losing
Drug abusing
All the children in [?]
What are we doing?
Killing ourselfs
Get a little money
Feeling ourselfs ain't healing ourselfs, damn
It's a power struggle
But that ones without power struggle
Living in poverty
You gotta hustle
And it never stop
Still trapped in a box
I was fucking a world [?]

[Hook: Donnie Darko]
Land of the free
Home of the brave
I ain't never been free got the blood of a slave
Seen struggle all my life addicted to pain
Coldhearted, it's ice running through my veins
(twice)

[Verse 2: Donnie Darko]
Poverty and black people just go together
You get a little to survive in this life whatever
We need to do better
Stop all of that hating
Give us problems to God, stop talking to Satan
And we patiently waiting for a handout
We gotta handout
Fuck that standout
We need to a man up
And stand the man down
And keep our heads up
And keep the hating down
I ain't [?]
Just talking a lot of real shit
I've been hurt, had problem I had to deal with
I don't wanna be a thug in my life style
I wanna talk to the people, brain and mics out
Lights out, got a heart full of darkness
Young [?], niggas calling me Marquies
About to spark this
Blunt take a pain away
Anxiety hell, i think about all of mah loses

[Hook]

[Verve 3: Donnie Darko]
To roll to success got twistes and turns
So don't crash if feel you got [?]
Little paper in your pocket
Got money to burn
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust you're in earn
Look
You gotta learn
Fuck it
You got LIFE
LOVE IT
You got problems
You trynna rise above it
And it's never easy
You gotta believe me
This niggas don't give a fuck
They still from the needy
Have jealous, have greasy
The world is greedy
Only so much i can say on the fucking CD
And it ain't made for TV
The truth ain't PG
I'mma fucking ghost
You niggas can't see me
I live reckless
Heart bigger than Texas
Smoke weed, get drunk
Planty your [?]
And it ain't right
I'm teaching you a lesson
I'm thinkful for all mah blessings
I'mma lie

[Outro]