Prince Apollo - Babylon [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: 2Pac]
These little kids that was at the gas station
It impressed me that them little kids was like 14
And they pumping people's gas
Instead of like taking people's money like I would think
That's the easy way, they pumping people's gas
And you know people is cruel, they'll give you a quarter
After watching you inhale vapors and everything
They'll give you a quarter for pumping gas
And I gave them little kids like 50 bucks
And they was like..."Thank you"
But that teaches them to work
That-that teaches them that you work hard, and
And being responsible, there's a reward for that
And I think that just like I did that, corporations can do that
And on a big level
Just-you know-imagine if a corporation just sent a representative and said
Just go hang out and-that-play with that playground
And when you tell me you see the one
Whatever, whatever kid is the coolest and shares the ball or
Lets the most people play the basketball we will give him a scholarship
You know how many...things
How many...because that will bring hope
You know what I'm saying? There's no hope
And there's not gonna be too many Christmases without hope
You know what I'm saying? And not to make it just about Christmas
There's not gonna be too many more days without hope

[Verse 1: Prince Apollo]
Back against the wall like the Titans are on my back
Running from the niggas shooting out that black Cadillac
With that black strap and a black cap, busting that cap
Running with Raven, city-born mavens before we heard that snap crack
From that back trap, our bodies lacked fat, not the type to stack racks
We were the type to pop flats, steal gats and rap on Macs
So when we rap on tracks, our voice goes over fluently
Grit, dirt and grime stuck in my mind wasn't the only thing that ruined me
It fueled me, the emotional destruction of the introduction
To society's malfunction, I saw it through the eyes of those lost in the function
Fucking pigs beating the shit out of us until we can't even function
I'm lost in the future while these other niggas stuck in the past
No man-made idols of gods only plagues disguised as cash
A plague of the unknown listening to rappers gloating and spending mass
While we're sieges under the sea, barely floating but getting passed
The gods of us keep hoping for more years this will last

[Interlude: Raven]
What's up my nigga?
You clocked that nigga?
You shot that nigga?
You better hit that Glock my nigga
They be killing niggas out here
I ain't even playing it's kill or be killed
My nigga this is the urban jungle
Grass made of concrete with no cushion for your falls
Damn Matthew you better kill that nigga
(Yeah I know)

[Verse 2: Prince Apollo]
Soon it's not just gonna be the streets
There will be a time when only the elite will be able to eat
Because they're filled with demons and consumed with greed
And when the poverty-stricken bleed it'll act as water to the seed
The sunlight's rays for the damned lost in this maze
Established by the ones destined for Hell's graves
False gods will rise and lie that your soul will be saved
Shit, I'm fighting for my goals, you like gold, you're made
Of theories and lies, my soul can't find solitude in your eyes made of enormous size
You say you're higher than Jesus but you can't leave us alone
We've been on our own with no way of getting home
I'm disintegrating like God's intentions from my soul to my bone
My heart's as cold as your eyes of stone
But my purpose won't be left alone
Because I die a martyr in this fiery heat that's shown
Shoot me but my ideas will not be blown
You can kill me but never destroy my throne

[Outro: Raven]
Matthew, run, fucking run
Keep running!
I'm stuck, shit, Matthew I'm stuck!
Are you just gonna leave me here?
Fuck you! Fuck you how could you do this?
I'm your brother, do you want me to die like him?
Do you want me to die?...

[Outro 2: Prince Apollo]
On and on and on and on
On this lonely road
On and on and on and on
And on and on and on