FellowMan - My Town Pt. 1 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1 - FellowMan]
White boy, in Africa, I'm iceless
Don't be surprised if it's tied in to what the zeitgeist is
Pop the highest-priced shit up on the wine list
Fine, it's your right to share it with those you dine with
Ya grind's like mine is, minus the refinement
You and I, we both got entitlements
But if you see weakness in kindness, boy you'll find us
Riotous, you don't know who we got down to ride for us
This is MY TOWN, and I'm known here
You can flick a stone and hit a chick that I bone here
Oh dear, you think you're alone here?
Every struggle's the same, you gotta face it with no fear
We can pour a beer, chat and talk it out
If we brothers, then that's what brotherhood's all about
But let your boy have his dignity when he pass these streets
And don't be actin like your candy ass needs sweets

[Hook]
(What you looking at?)
THIS IS MY TOWN
(Where you coming from?)
THIS IS MY TOWN
(What you think this is?)
THIS IS MY TOWN
(Where you think you are?)

[Verse 2 - T.M-atrikz]
Do a boogaloo, how about you take it low?
Ahoy! Like rastas on the pose
[Sesotho]

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - FellowMan]
I've been a perpetrator and a victim of crime, both
Being white, it's a bitch to convince em that I'm broke
Last time I got jacked, had a knife to my throat
Over a ten-dollar jacket and a packet of smokes
I threw fists, feet, and bows, broke at least one nose
Wasn't giving up easy, shit, I needed those clothes
I got a paper that says I'm free of HIV
But where the fuck is my "poor white boy" ID?
Ramen noodles, Chef Boyardee
Put up a fist if you've ever been poor like me!
If we could give shit, we'd gladly do so
Instead of four hundred blows like Truffaut
And you know I'mma share what I'm able to
But pay your dues, shit, I expect the same from you
Don't respect my rights and the hassle I been through?
Fuck being polite when you ask me to contribute!

[Hook]