Chakkra Tara - Elevation [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: RKZ]
Where I'll be, I'll wait here for
Elevate in spite of war
Where I'll be (be), where I'll be (be)
Where I'll be, you won't ignore
I'll be free, you won't explore
You can't see, cause you ain't me
You ain't me

[Verse 1: Chakkra Tara]
At the top of the mountain we reaching for an ideal, that'll appeal the ears whom are concealed
With a specific selection heard not to keep your mind still. But the minds still fragmented
Into fermented mentions we question Heaven 'til there is another 9/11
Eleven men I call bretherin shot by a firing squad, we squading to tell the message
The law will not allow us so I keep my 20/20 illuminated 'til the hate is dilated got that one brow up
Express your love, express the emotion back when I was down in Guyana the toast would toast to the coldest
Frozen bodies bodied by a shottie, a 187 on every block the Devil has got me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say, but nothing will be heard if you whisper across from me
Talking 'bout you better, talking how you get up but it'll be your death when success will suddenly slip up
You watching me while I'm up on the throne, couldn't become what your father had grown, am I wrong?
For opening up the books that were given just to be strong, my life is lived long
Long live the brother of poems... now let it be gone

[Hook: RKZ]

[Verse 2: Chakkra Tara]
As I approach the establishment statements so self evident
The intent meant ornament worldly prevalence under the sediment
Made to level the spectrum, the city cut in sections, this where murders never mentioned
Took the soul of my father, now I elude through the tension
Laying upon this ridged planet banished from the heart of a touch I clutch to the crux hoping memories
Fade through love that was once with the one above
Elements ellipse a man, emulating fascination from works of Egyptian hands
Where I'll be is in the plan, I just have to make it stand
Elevate through war, elevate through the sentiment that we hang through the hang time
Flickering the switch that determines who gets to live as disciples titled, The New Vines
My shambla's trauma caused in the sauna of Dalai Lamas, Allah couldn't find the proper nostalgia to crop the slakah
The Lord Chief Rocka, number one Chief Rocka, salute to all my troops that won't get to re-coop
The revolution's instituting the truth through our recruits

[Hook: RKZ]