Cursed - Native Tongue [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Cursed
Room Full of Sinners
Native Tongue
Tied to the stake, its a bad mistake, all day martyrs
Then they going to beat you harder like your father
Chained to the stocks, ain't no big shock, it ain't no bother
Then they going to whip you harder, whip you harder
Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done
Wake with the sun, now work your disease
Run it uptown on the westside 1, i got a 5 day martyr
Then they going to work you harder like your father
Beat it downtown with your fat-fat head
Like the good-good martyr
Then they going to fuck you harder, fuck you harder
Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done
Wake with the sun, now work your disease
She's burning like a house on fire
Turning like a pro-set liar
And the words she has never sung
Now she's speaking in the native tounge
She's burning like a house on fire
Turning into miss conspire
And the beginning has just begun
Now she's speaking in the native tounge
She says...
Speak in the native tounge, listen 'till the band's done
Wake with the sun, now work your disease