Breeze Embalm - Vice [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus: Breeze Embalm]
Man it feels good to live good love good
Man it feels good to live
Man it feels good to live good love good
Man it feels good to live

[Verse 1: Breeze Embalm]
So much misfortune on this earth that ain't important
Shoot a nigga shoot a nigga leave em with the corpses
They say life's a drag, yea just noose him to the horses
It's not that they don't care, oh it is? That's that horse shit
Get on your bike and pedal
If you fast enough might get yourself a medal
They get on their bike and pedal
If they fast enough just might escape the rebels-ain't no devil
In the churches, that's just a priest and his warship
And his taste of these boys till he fucking surfeit
And hell keep going until he gets his sure fit
So much shit to be said might be no chorus
So lets ask for help from Jesus or Horus
Which ever god allows his name be used to blow shit up
I'm so fed up - with circumstance
Should have just made a song where you learn a dance

[Chorus: Breeze Embalm]
Man it feels good to live good love good
Man it feels good to live
Man it feels good to live good love good
Man it feels good to live

[Verse 2: Breeze Embalm]
Now on the topic of murder I'm a little conflicted
Lets open up a panel on soldiers that enlisted
I'm sure there some good folk
But most just wanna kill shit
A million something troops
What are the Vegas odds
Touchy subject?
Not here to talk whips in the garage
I'm here to break backs, not give out massage
Look at the Rolodex of Bank of America
An I bet you'll find the government of America
They butt buddies, for that slut money
So they Too big to fail, too big to jail
Too human to not vote
They got their rights faster than we folk
Like the constitution is to business bespoke
Look at the coke lines in Wall Street
Those users living good
Marijuana users in prison
Thems black folk from the hood

[Chorus: Breeze Embalm]
Man it feels good to live good love good
Man it feels good to live
Man it feels good to live good love good
Man it feels good to live

[Verse 3: Breeze Embalm]
I talk about the problems talk about the issues
But what I chose to do? Rap I bit you 2pac
Talking bout changing the mind that going to change true
Talk about absolving oneself just to guilt you
I make songs like this as a reminder to myself
That when it's time to make change don't expect no help
Do good for goods sake, you don't need an excuse
Be a floor for the powerless, Cause the rich will burn the roof
The roof the roof, The roof is on fire
Don't drink up all the liquor, Well Molotov the empire
Bring em down to their knees, Can you hear the choir
Cause music is a weapon though not the only
Should we Malcolm Or Ghandi
Guevara or M. King
Be full of good Not foolish and empty
It's so tempting To want to sit back
Have no impact and watch it unfold in the rear view
The rich will go rotten That's what mills do
But the poor that don't act don't exist - who
Are you in the world of these vices
Are you The icy or the righteous

[Chorus: Breeze Embalm]
Man it feels good to live good love good
Man it feels good to live
Man it feels good to live good love good
Man it feels good to live