AJ Bank$y - PROPHET$ [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: AJ Bank$y & Young Righteous]

[AJ Bank$y (x6)]
And even if it ain't for profit
Cause I can't lose my soul
I guess I'm down to be a prophet

[AJ Bank$y & Young Righteous]
(muffled dialogue in background)

[AJ Bank$y]
Cause I can't lose my soul
I guess I'm down to be a prophet

[Verse 1: Young Righteous]
Death to the young, wear their picture on my fleece
To serve as a reminder that the world is hunting me
Lone wolf among the jackals hear them plottin' through they teeth
Whether prophet or a saint they only care when you deceased
A ticker tape parade reserved for those who peddle fantasies of paradise
All the while they slaughter us and build their homes on carcasses of empty lives and fallacies
Label me as cynical so treat this as rhetorical
Look, death to the young, death to the young
They speaking ill of us it's like a plague upon the tongue
And a hundred sons will die before this beat is even finished
No diplomas, no degrees, and probably no one there to witness
Murder, murder in the city, but it don't make a difference
That blood don't even matter if it ain't spillin' from your kidney
If it ain't yo cousin starving, if it ain't yo uncle tweakin'
If it ain't yo boys getting jacked for Beats or Macs or even sneakers
The fallacy of flattery is suffocating everything
Truth be told we'd rather die than interrupt the masquerade
As the cities burns and the earth forsakes her youth
When the innocent are slaughtered then they'll clamor for the truth
A prophet of the people, hoodie on in Nike sneakers
I studied King and Langston just to educate y'all niggas
And a nigga is a nigga, a thief, a joke, a killa
No value for his soul, so no justice for yo niggas

[Hook: Young Righteous]
Got a gallow for yo neck, and a backpack for yo home
Animosity will follow in every city that you roam
No time for second guessing for this purpose you've been chosen
Just to educate the people and bring purpose to the broken
I hope you get the message, yeah I hope you get the message
The burden of a prophet it don't come with many blessings
And the greatness of a king isn't seen in crowns or riches
But he who takes a stand with history as a witness, Lord

[Bridge: AJ Bank$y]
I said I know it's far from perfect
I'm just hoping that you feel it, I'm just praying that it's worth it
Yeah, I said I know it's far from perfect
I'm just hoping that you feel it, I'm just praying that it's worth it
Look, I said I know it's far from perfect
I'm just hoping that you feel it, I'm just praying that it's worth it
I been hurtin' for a minute since the garden and the serpent
I'm better now because I found my purpose

[Verse 2: AJ Bank$y]
I used to.. feast with my fears and give the trimmings to my confidence
But now I gotta shine or face the consequence
I'm done contemplating deals with Satan, now it's opposite
And plus I got the team to spur me on, okay I'm Popovich, acknowledge it
A youngin' chasing clout and tryna polish it
And it ain't scarce to hear about that hunger from a college kid
Why you ain't help me when you saw that I was falling?
And don't compare me to these rappers cause they're garbage
Look, I got a job to do, and it ain't always logical
I'm focused on them things unseen forget the politics
Them black bodies stacked in the street, you keep yo Parliament
No paper gunna save me when them demons get to targeting
The earth is full of death, okay remember who's in charge of it
Cause Ferguson been happenin' since Adam bit the apple
And don't tell me any different cause I see the core unravelling
And souls is getting snatched and that's the reason why I'm battling
I'm not an activist, I'm actually Isaiah with some blacker skin
A Bible and a plastic pen, practicing
The things that I been learning, walkin' in my absolution
Tryna build my generation, make the most of my influence
Cause I love y'all, I gotta be the one to do it
If I die tonight don't mourn my death by shootin'
Look, I said I know it's far from perfect
I'm just hoping that you feel it, I'm just praying that it's worth it

[Hook]

[Verse 3: AJ Bank$y]
(News clip audio from the murder of Michael Brown playing in background)

I'm trying to find a better way to free my soul, man it's crazy
Cops killing babies, and white people hate me
Walk a mile in my shoes, you see the cracks in the road
And they're just hoping that we trip, I got your back so you won't
I'm trying to spread a little love but they keep bartering blood
You want my brothers or my sisters, probably all the above
I need some answers to these questions while you're loading your gun
Don't shoot the messenger, confront the one the message was from

[Outro: AJ Bank$y]
Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake
Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you