Skipp Coon & Mister Nick - Skipp's Interlude [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

We on these streets where police dogs attack our women and children
And fire hoses pinned my people to buildings
I don't find the table that they eating at appealing
Cause Medgar didn't die for me to admire glass ceilings
But now neglect is a weapon, see they crooked and cross-dealing
Forget a good hand, the hood got firearms and no feelings
And they rationalize these senseless killings
Believe in the deeds of villains to reflect what the system's instilling
The god I was given, is not who I pray to, when it's anger I'm feeling
And if you hungry I don't fault you for that bread that you stealing
Only to God will I be bowing or kneeling
I don't find the enemy's recognition fulfilling
I don't do this for your approval, as God as my witness
This is the soundtrack to our struggle I don't care if I'm hitless
I was not born to be idle or shiftless
I will resist and revolt, all in an effort to recapture our legacy
Forget concessions, I would rather be free
They tell you never say never, but God knows that I never will be
Limited to your opinion of me. Pick a tree
I'd rather hang from it than dance for ya
I will be free or die tryin'. On concessions I'm not relyin'
I was wired to be defiant
And in your plans for my demise, I will be non-compliant
With God I am David: I will slay the giant
With God I am David: I will slay this giant
With God I am David: I will slay this giant
With God I am David: I will slay this giant
With God I am David: I will slay the giant