EggWhites - Dirty War (Gimme More) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: EggWhites]
My cousin owns the streets, yeah he got forty acres
To feed him and his fam, see him now, he's a baker
Soda product's the best, you know he bound to test
He'll keep a little on the side and then he'll sell the rest
Wasn't always like this, used to only push weed
But it all changed with Mr. Reagan's WOD
Crack and blow and dope and blues
Got a safehouse-full of product you're free to choose
Papa tryna provide for his boy and his girl
To keep them fed he'd sell all the rock in the world
Then Reagan's Feds, put a price on his head
Cart him off to the pen and now his fam in the red
Living in a dirty war, you know it's hard
DEA tryna put a brotha 'hind bars
Five years for five grams, that's a whack ratio
One hundred times more for crack than white collar blow
Got the CIA working with Iran-Contra
Got Mr. and Mrs. President spewin' their mantra
Got Daryl Gates saying we should just shoot the users
They even got the news propaganda effusin', saying

[Break]

[Verse 2: IND]
Since Flight 93 the world's been less black and white
And more like white vs. brown vs. black and yellow, ain't that right?
I'm tryna be clear, so lemme make sure that I aimed that right
The color of your skin changes when you flick that light
The color of your skin changes when you hit that pipe
The color of your skin affects how well you sleep at night
The color of my skin shouldn't even matter aight?
(The scales of justice should be colorblind right?)
I'm so appalled at the way it's all constructed
But what else can we do? Except as we are instructed
This is the war that will not end
This is our life we cannot pretend

[Bridge: IND]
The Feds tryna control us and U.O.E.N.O. it
Society boxes us in and U.O.E.N.O. it
We're told where we can't go and we can't control it
That's the scariest thing to me cause they watch us and we know it (2x)

[Break]

[Verse 3: Mo]
Governments sprawlin', yeah they graspin' at straws and
Their fall man is the fuckin' neighborhood god damn
Writin' clauses, treatin' symptoms not causes
Pausin', while special interests diggin' they claws in
Flaws in, the arguments is parsin' the law thin
Draws in, the muddled minds that they got applaudin'
Pawin', and callin' for this Martial law thing
Crawlin', and wilin' like they ain't got naw sins
Wrong spin, I'm tellin' you the current ways no win
Your glass inn, can't handle stones so stop throwin'
Trials, ha!
Innocent, na!
They got the jail on speed dial
Tryna' put me away ma
Promises, of equality fall to shit
Premise is, law doesn't depend on your premises
That's bogus, bitch
Rules don't apply if you're stupid rich
POTUS hear this, your policy is a glitch