Omen, The - Crucify [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hook
They crucify me to rectify the reason they crucified me for
I love my enemies why the fuck is we fightin' for?
Money, Cars, and the Fame? or Pain, Hate, and Disdain?
We all one in the same. This Hate I can't Understand.. Lego

Verse 1
Crucifications loosely based off of insinuations
Yet I identify with hate so if it's any consolation
I would hate me too, if I was forced to be you
I'm instrumental down under like a didgeridoo
My flow is crucial echelons better than what my generations used to
I'm often singled out for being this unusual
I'm used to this utilizing my inner wit and optimism
Still reminiscent of when I ain't have a pot to piss in
This is a smidgen of what I envision is the realest shit you've ever listened to
Sinister meets cynical with mysticism this is far beyond simplistic lyricism
Supreme minds are not alike
'Til I let these rhythms hit em and wiggle the asses of the masses
The end result was tragic. Well at least for these other rappers
How it happened is inconceivable. The Omen has achieved the unachievable
Reason being I'm me and being me is unfeasible

Hook 2x
They Crucify me to rectify the reason they crucified me for
I love my enemies why the fuck is we fightin' for
Money cars and the fame? or Pain, hate, and disdain?
We all one in the same this hate I can understand

Verse 2
The drug dependency, the Hennessy, the suicidal tendencies
The checkerboard floors where we tango with our enemies the streets
In the streets, the love, and everything that lies between
While breathing aether and sipping mescaline in hot pursuit of my dreams
I keep a forty cal present. Test me at your own discretion
Especially since I'm faded and my nerves are slightly tensing
Not to mention that I really ain't got shit to lose
But a temper and a tummy full of food and brews
I choose to do what I do and I do it well
I'm feeling like the shit and I know you recognize the smell
Hell, I'm feeling better than I ever did
Now I'm accredited with wrecking shit and rewriting the book of exodus
I need an exorcism quickly to soothe the demons within me
I am not living life I am dreaming lucidly
So who are you kidding cause you sure ain't grown manning
1 time for the prophets and the hopeless romantics

Hook 2x

Verse 3
It's the secrecy in conjunction with all the intricacy
We're inexplicably governed throughout our lives until we decease
The mental peaks I reach are triggered by the sedatives I eat
This DMT treat cocktail spiked with mescaline I sipped and left the universe
Introversionally of course
With full force I've closed the doors of perception to rejoice in care free blisses
Middle finger to the critics while I unravel a mystery through plights or expedition
Hints of aether in my system
The eye of Horus glistens as a sign of true enlightenment
My mind went wherever ancient Mayans went to comprehend the higher sciences
I am the god of my addictions like a wino Dionysus
Jesus Christ if I ain't the nicest writing, I'm parallel to a titan
J Hova/ Jehovah no hyphen this is the icing on the cake that I'm projected to make
If they don't crucify me
Procreation just for us to keep dying like