Sommy Lovell - The Prisoner [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
From the top I am he who had finished off everybody once I was employed
Don't come fuck with the boy if you ain't 'bout pulling them toys
Hell on earth and while Fox was talking 'bout Illinois
Lacking noise is where families that you built we just came and destroy
Ain't no family in the home that I grew up in
My father had left my momma before I had knew of him
That momma be in and out popping pussy right on the strip
Remember that last nigga went missing, I emptied that clip
Then OG gave me that tip for life when we rolled the spliff
We talking 'bout generations that's born into failure and shit
Only way to survive is declare & starting claiming your shit
Five dudes mach five-ing down corners, can't tell us shit
That's when police is present asking you 'bout the crime, I ain't see
The loved ones is saying I'll change over time, I am me
Brought the heat, to a fist fight and shot at his feet
They gave me time and suddenly my momma remember me
The gang war craving, endured the hazing, now look at me
Could take on the US army that's how I'm feeling
Dollars from floor to ceiling, underage drinking and drug dealing
My oh my your sons might cry
The sun might shine on dead bodies you see getting ready for your 9-5
What is tragedy to these bags to me?
Probably die before 25, is that what the average be?
So a nigga living like no tomorrow
Swear we just never numb to the sorrow
Just numb off the last hit
Every other day we bury us away in casket
Heavy underway, peep underpasses where they transmit
Violence and sickness disease, get on knee
I was king before nigga could even grip
Motherfucker ante up, your reflection is on the knife
Give a fuck what's wrong or right, I'ma make a fortune tonight
You fortunate to never worry 'bout joining in the fight
Prisoner's battle pray your children don't succumb to this life

[Interlude]
The war on delinquents all while the cities were sinking
Said that it was orchestrated after losing to Lincoln
Perpetual medical counts of the black on black
But fuck all that, this reticle on our contract
These cocaine blood stains fade on all our fossils
There's a thin line between the skin and both your nostrils
There's dark skies on your tour of no laws we abiding
Where streets is singing, men are crumbling and the women are hiding

[Verse 2]
Pulled up with gin in the truck, recall the speakers where thumping
Hood bubbling over the coverage of when homie went punting
Dropped off the newest addition, ass fat and lips glisten
It's easy when you aim the chrome at the head and change decision
It's necessary whenever we finished that mission
It's nothing when you push what I'm moving, swear I be rarely pursuing
See fit, when I'm rolling deep with guns in the village
They drawn to the shit I rock that I had robbed from the privileged
She spawn at same joint that old leg was just chilling
Remember her tripping over trails of the cheating and killing
She said what make you better than that father of yours that left you
That left her mouth, and I made sure not another word would get through
We capture by slickest talking and lying off the tongue
City slickers enlisting women for the beat of our drum
Pity picked her from guarantee of love before she show it
The vulnerability exploited and before you know it...