Mickey Wallace - Done It Again [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Jeezy]
This for every ghetto in the world
Every little boy, little girl
I don’t know you but I feel your pain
So for real I’m making it rain
We waiting on a savior, maybe Barack
Cop a new drop head that’s missing the top
It’s us against the world, we playing to win
We done it again

[Verse 1: Mickey Wallace]
I am the prayer's, hopes, dreams of a slave
Still I Rise
How could a fella from the inner-city make a way out?
Had to dig a tunnel we've been looking for a way
Now, I'm telling you there are no intermissions until it fades out
Who would ever thought that we could get it
Have it laid out?
Words of a hanging slave, telling me to stay about
Education, edification, stay on your day route
Fight for what is right my baby
Because some will doubt
Pain is in the promise of life, it never fades out
Achieving success through adversity that the way now
Over coming tribulations, and trumped up trials
Kites to my family doing time in the penal
Call me when you need me baby I'm on speed dial
Here to be a lamp to the path
So can you see now?
Many get it, some will not
What i mean now?
I'm waiting on the coming
I'm a shine in the meanwhile
Adversaries pay 'em no mind, it ain't over
Power to the People now squad up my soldiers
Strength is in the numbers
Alone, the game's colder
Gotta teach the youth to lead we getting older
Put it in 'em nurture the seed then move over
Solely for the strength of the breed to be bolder
Freedom to my fellas feeling destined for the corner
Believe and achieve
Now remember what I told you


[Hook:]


[Verse 2: Mickey Wallace]
It's evident that these old heads are still rep'n
Young cats still dying
Yellin YOLO but don't know the consequence of wasting time
Living for the minute, but lost when the hour come
Couldn't see outside the box, incarceration feel like home
No trust in the kingdom come
They said that the king would come
Been waiting, but feel he late
And that satan already won
The recourse to get the gun
And aim it at anyone
Who look like they better off
And then off him for all his funds
Birth in these conditions
I swear it's a mental strain
We hurdle to overcome
But the streets be calling ya name
Sell us them quicker schemes
To get richer, priors that follow ya
Ask if you ever been convicted a constant reminder of
We offered 1 of the 3 ways to make it out grind
I feel that u feelin men and your city
Resembles mine
I put on for my city
Every hood that surround me
Mason, to the south, to the Wood
Hold me down Skee!


Outro is PBS:
African American Lives 2
With Henry Louis Gates Jr
& Chris Rock