Xali - Front Door [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Welcome
American house slave
Front door shit

Niggas know the truth
Where everytime I spit, I swear I only show the roots
Talking to pieces of shit as scripted off the news
I flip the vision for you
Beautiful country where everything is confused
Left to amuse, eyes of the fool
Lies in the schools
Dunk is a muse, the only way to view the value of you
You're a number, not a name
With a picture of your face
On the title of your page of your government profile
Open your mind to deeper thoughts, my boy
Grab that 9, drive by and skirt off, my boy
And even though you keeping a colt
Wasn't right with the aim, leaving a leak in the soul
Stray bullets for the kids set to play in the streets
Step Daddies rubbing their kids while they're laying in sheets
Couple crimes committed with knives, you get the image
We living to die by getting live every minute
America, America, system to set the terror up
Era of pera in the eschalon, see the era stuck
Heard my people fold to money, bitches and clothes
Where they say we don't belong but they stole this from my home, ugh
Blacks on blacks, stacked on the slave ship
Racks on racks, still working that slave shift
Souls, our souls disconnect from the motherland
Black reign of pain, defend my brothers here
Fighting the storm is shit that people ignore
Girls from my younger days, make a profit as whores
Niggas from those hoop days, try'na even the score
Put abominable Kate at the step of your door
The upper eschalon beyond the lines of time
Hold bulk over the borders, try'na hold my mind
Coking up people
Vision of future, that you belie
See the truth behind their lie
The pyramid in the sky
Tell me what I buys for my ma' when the summers eyes from the holy ghost to the soul, either way I'mma shine
Bringing incense and myrrh
Hoping I can find sense of worth