Stann Smith - YdeySuffer [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
EVRY, Smith, EKOET
This is a hymn for the one who rose again with hair like sheepskin, my friend

[Verse 1]
Why they gon’ suffer, they don’t know the cause
Cops search the car, they don’t know the laws
Hit ‘em with a gun and leave with no remorse
And hold him by his holes like a bowling ball
In this world I got my name and I would never taint it
If I give you my word then I would never break it
When you get the gist of life, then they gon’ call you crazy
That’s why I quit my job, dog you don’t need to pay me
Told the supervisor, then she give me stupid hours
Stressed for $7.25, spent my check on studio time
Way too risk ad versed, get a check, I risk it first
Dam when it pays off, pull a Bernie Maydoff
Straight from the slums, I guess that how I came off
And every other weekend, it’s another block taped off
Congolese rebels pillage the villages
Women ain’t safe in the land of the pyramids
No real border, we need order
In this place where the cops escort you to clean water
And the importers is extorted by the government
So when we do donate shit, they get none of it
Money becomes nothing, it’s frequent
‘Spressed through the frequencies of Internet seeders
Half faith believer
But this masquerade made a leader
Out a kid too scared to tell the world he don’t need ‘em
Jesus Christ will lead ‘em, in a tabernacle
In this rotten apple, I pass Satan & stab him in his Adams apple
Painting Warhol’s and compositions with encryption
A Stann Smith’n round wanna be editions
Killers that use Pyrex dishes to cook fish in
Skilled in a culinary under supervision
The o.g.’s the Ivory Coast composed grant
Not the same as an elephant tusk, it’s lush leaves
Just breathe, give ya lungs what it need
No weed, a new breed, call it EVRYKING
Fully a absentee, from this cage its oxygen
Fill my ribcage, I pray to god as I get paid
This is a hymn for the one who rose again with hair like sheepskin, my friend
EVRY

[Outro]
Take 'em to church
Take 'em to church
Take 'em to church
Take 'em to church
Now bring it in, now bring it in, now bring it
Now bring it in, now bring it in, now bring it
Now bring it in, now bring it in, now bring it
Now bring it in, now bring it in
Yeah
This is a hymn for the one who rose again with hair like sheepskin
Now bring it in
Now bring it, now bring it in
Now bring it, now bring it in
Now bring it, now bring it in
That beausicianship
That beausicianship
That beausicianship
Bring it!, I bring it!, I bring it!, now bring it in!