Fresh Air - The City [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
One man, chosen, purely based on emotion
Pearly gates are approachin but this man stay chill
Frozen, even though bells signal the omen
Give a moment before this man lay skill
Real, realer then most, on a pill overdose
Of life, out doin work every night
But the power, it fills up the host
But that's really a hoax cuz the sinister never right
He screams your a lie, with fire in his eyes
Passion in his cries, that tears the shallow sky
And from the hallow men you hear
Fear from their throats, appears that they choked
On they own words, and it's clear
Who the real victor will be
With the will and build to out power the sea
He sees the area to seize it
Victory so close he can taste touch and can breathe it
Then breathe out, remember who it did for
The people who couldn't last a minute more
The person who got stopped short of the glor
The man who got court ordered before
The woman with the tears drippin off her gown
The child who got bullied but never let out a sound
Do it for the innocent buried beneath the ground
So profound, he said

[Hook] x2
I do it for the city
Raise your hands up if you wit me
Do it for the town you know that I hold it down
Stay grounded til I'm six feet
Stay profound til I'm mince meat
Hope you miss me
When the day become

[Verse 2]
Eyes gettin shifty, he raise the weapon of choice
A mic, a speaker and the effort of voice
Hoisted in the air without care
And the heads of the heirs begin to get moist
You scared, I bet you scared now
Said by the man who commanded the crowd
A rush of energy in a swoop it flared
They all stared, then the fans they got loud
Praisin him like Ra, no radium the stadium
Blaisin up with awe, struck by the man amazin them
Raisin the spirits like he wrote the necronomicon
Faster then if Usian Bolt practiced the Ramadan
Heart rushin, blood pumpin, thinkin in his head don't let em go
Crowd hushin, eyes jumpin, lookin at the heaven just to let him know
This how the story go, one final stare
Took a breathe of air, and said

[Hook] x2
I do it for the city
Raise your hands up if you wit me
Do it for the town you know that I hold it down
Stay grounded til I'm six feet
Stay profound til I'm mince meat
Hope you miss me
When the day become history