Joko Tha' Rapper - The Rider [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Joko]
He was the lonely rider
He was the angry rider
Eyes glowing like a fire
Borned as a liar
To feel his fire
The angry rider
Hes full of hunger
The hungry rider

[Verse 1: Joko]
Walked thru' the deserts
Thru' the dunes
Thru' the mountains, and thru' the seas
People fall on his knees, because he really sees
Born as a child, raised as a slave
There's nothing to hide he's full of hate
Hes full of hate. Anger and hate
Without the water, he was really thirsty
For him no better, made him more angry
So he has throw his heart, and spoke to the devil
To make his own bribe. but still no better
To sell out his soul, in the dark weather
But he is still walking, still kinda hiding
Finding his boogie man, even in the morning
Now on this land, he wants to grand
Heart full of dust and sand
Thought I'd live forever. Thought I was too clever
Now, the warden tell the boss that he can pull the lever
OG's told me never show your fear to a man
Even in death, you should have the upper hand
At seventeen years old, I couldn't understand
I could only see the money, women and the contraband
The center of my focus guaranteed to expand
Made a lot of money
Money changed hands
Met a bunch of women who would fuck for the bands
Take em' to the movies
Fly em' out to Cannes
While grown ass men living in the stands
I'm at home plate, trying to hit a grand slam
Niggas want to judge. Telling me it was a scam
But your wife's still staring, asking you who I am
Real niggas laugh, "Young nigga, go ham."
Game recognize, young nigga, no sham
Money monies
Niggas gone hate
Tried to clap a nigga, driving through the gate
Had to clap back
Tried to leave the state
59 South
Trunk full of weight
Made it to the border a second too late
12 people judged me
Judge set the date
As the first injection begins to sedate
The warden gets a call and I hear him yell, "Wait!"
Investigation Wishes with a sink full of dishes
Mamma yelling head swelling
Got me thinking on mission
I need apprehension to kill them, like
Fuck a facade, how I'ma beat the odds
If the odds are made by gods
I let my bygones, begone
And proceed with the dawn
Hoping its gone last
Mamma seen me clean with water probably beat my ass
Like do this
And do that
No new shit
No relapse
I load clips
Like low class
In the 70's
No melody's
Just TV with no AC
But we praying and making
Everything fall from weather
Like the storm is never quiet if we abide together
So this is a story of you know young man that sold his life and sold his soul
For the money
For the bands
The grands
The stands
He sold everything for his life
Even for his wife
He divorced her
And took all his money
He said he wanna be a big rap star
But that shit looking kind of funny
But J. Cole said no life is better
Than the one that you living
Than the lessons you learn
Than you working for a privilege that you felt that you earned
Aye a quiet scream
Seems to intervene
In all of my dreams
I hear it then turn around to see the same old things
And wake up feeling a pain
Seeing my people drained
They affected by rain
Ain't talking bout the drizzle
Referring to the tyranny
The same reason that
Half the industry is fearing me
The Reign
Snorting cocaine off the Bible
Tonight's my last recital
For something involving suicidal actions that may spark a revival
My flow is dope I just snorted coke
Going insane I think I'm beginning to sink from where I used to float
Everybody around me has either gone crazy or I'm just to lazy to act normal and happy
My life is adapting to a different atmosphere filled with drugs and strong beer
My love went away a long time ago while the others continued to evolve into hoes
I'm a lost cause fighting for lost causes
I'm a Rebel