Mighty Casey - Soul Rebel [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Greetings in the name of the most high, I be the Mighty Casey longside the forever living spirit, the honorable Robert Nesta Marley, my man may have died in 1981 but his soul lives on forever..seen

I'm a rebel at noon time, a rebel at night
A rebel that's righteous a rebel that fights
A rebel with wisdom a rebel with sight
A rebel with strength and a rebel with might

My music is the truth it offends but never sins
Gets up in your system like tequila mixed with gin
I don’t live by the sword, for more mighty is the pen
If I die by the sword than my soul will live again
Stayed on my grind spitting hymns through thick and thin
All the scars and the scabs only gave me thicker skin
Wrestled with the devil and I tore him limb by limb
Hustled and I struggled and I found a way to win
Rolled through all the punches and I took it on the chin
Played through all the pain and I did it with a grin
When times was hard and I couldn’t find a friend
The only strength that I had was the strength I had within
They said I couldn’t make it, they said I should give in
So I worked twice as hard, youd’ve thought I had a twin
Dropped one hit and they said I should give in
But ease back, cuz the saga just begins

I'm a rebel at noon time, a rebel at night
A rebel that's righteous a rebel that fights
A rebel with wisdom a rebel with sight
A rebel with strength and a rebel with might

I’m a rebel against the system, a rebel against the laws
Even my own ma’s a rebel on menopause
Ea rebel with a reason, a rebel with a cause
Every word, every pause see my flow got no flaws
See it the sweat that be coming out my pores
Hear it in my voice and the roar of applause
And we rap worriors with vocal chords for swords
We fight for the lord won wars with metaphors
I bring it to you chest like a beater or bra
Grown man little children do your chores
No I’m oversees doing tours for you and yours
CD flying out stores on foreign shores
When I’m on tour encores they want some more
Y’all ain’t even ready for the shit I got in store
Listen while I’m rhyming you could hear the lion roar
A rebel to the core like Bob Marley was before

I'm a rebel at noon time, a rebel at night
A rebel that's righteous a rebel that fights
A rebel with wisdom a rebel with sight
A rebel with strength and a rebel with might

Back on the track it’s case the soul rebel
Bumping through the ghetto at uncontrolled levels
True rebel se I won’t stop and won’t settle
Till we hit the top and we got the gold medals
Stay hard grip the mic tight and won’t let go
Still I don’t repeat myself there’s no echo
All you jealous cats go hate and go heckle
King of the game I should walk on rose pedals
Still I went to school never had to dope peddle
When I’m in the hood they say k you so ghetto
Hard work put myself on with no demo
When I’m pushed down I uprise like Soweto
Rap is my religion the stage my own temple
When I’m on the mic this game is so simple
Haters gonna hate no love for those devils
And I’ll be back but for now go seckle

I'm a rebel at noon time, a rebel at night
A rebel that's righteous a rebel that fights
A rebel with wisdom a rebel with sight
A rebel with strength and a rebel with might