Davis Absolute - Last Supper [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
That's why I break bread
With those who ain't fed
Wine is blood red
Clouds over head
Lord I'm so scared
Until you ain't [?]
As I take His bread, I can see the rain
It's on fire

[Verse 1]
Duffle bags with a hundred keys
A hundred locks, two hundred doors
The one who cops, the one who wants it more
The one who shot, some get hunted for
Some give a lot, get it back, give a hundred more
Some is richer, some is poor
I know
Some is richer and some is poor
It's hot out on these streets they on fire now
Police on the wire
Chase after and tie 'em down
Thinking of giving, eating and drinking
As in the days of ol'
How society living
Absence of living
Sodom and Gomorrah
Pour up, sit down
What I know
The live life
Put you down a periscope

[Hook]
That's why I break bread
With those who ain't fed
Wine is blood red
Clouds over head
Lord I'm so scared
Yeshua bled
As I take His bread
The last supper
I see clouds over head
The moon is so red
Lord I'm not scared
Yeshua bled
For those who ain't fed
Crown on His head
Clouds start to spread

[Verse 2]
The rain is on fire
Just use the pain [?] prison
Flip flop change your religion
Gotta get it and go
[?] flip it and go
Hear my goal
Get fame to spit my soul
Life changed been cleaned but I'm in [?]
Rick James [?]
Catch a [?]
That's losing hope
Become a saint in foolish clothes
No women in the room above
Myself and I
Myself then I
Can't help my proud overdose, can't do what I want
Jeopardize, so you can like me, can't do this alone
Mesmerized where salvation be
[?]
Fall on my face
Glorious
Victorious
And that won't roll with us
My flesh on the edge, control the lust
Even in my soul and I know it's just
A consequence of evil
Lord protect our people
From the lust of the heart
Sacrifice this gift to God
Misfits we flip the lot
Lord help us off
The shelf that help us fall
To the life of the dead had gone
The phenomenon
Live life like fast, don't Ramadan
King Kong [?]
I defeated the rules this octagon
I defeated the rules this octagon

[Hook]
That's why I break bread
With those who ain't fed
Wine is blood red
Clouds over head
Lord I'm so scared
Yeshua bled
As I take His bread
The last supper
I see clouds over head
The moon is so red
Lord I'm not scared
Yeshua bled
For those who ain't fed
Crown on His head
Clouds start to spread
The last supper