Fatt Happy Tony - Apathy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Fatt Happy Tony]


It seems nobody even fucking matters now
We live in shattered towns
And I think everyone’s deceiving me
When I’m walking down the street don’t shout
Cause I’ll just look to ground
And wonder what I’m missing on TV

I haven’t slept in weeks, what the fuck is hygiene?
They say the future’s bright, but that ain’t what my third eye seeing
It’s frightening
Facing strikes of lightning
Society indicted me, that’s when I got blinded by her high beams
Then she tied me, to the rod, fed me to the storm
I said that’s alright, anything to keep my insides warm
They’ve been torn and deformed
And court was adjourned
Before you ever even heard my fucking side of the story
So fuck you as I build my high rise to glory
Like Raiden, raining blue lines on all who tried to ignore me
Keep your invites
It’s too late to escape my deadly pen strikes
My words travel farther than you could throughout ten nights
They tend to slaughter the ardor of greedy men like
A tiger’s teeth clamping in and then breaking the skin, bite
Through your throat, as you choke, on your own liquids
But I’m slicker, like a snake, words are venom, spreading sickness
I’m vicious with malicious words dripping from nervous system
Envisioning a schism from our missions of indecision


[Verse 2: Fatt Happy Tony]

Yellow crust covers my eyelids
But I don’t even mind it
Now I can’t see these advertisements
Like buy this! Motherfucker try this
We’ve got four out of five doctors to prescribe this
Paid off them and then the FDA scientists
Gotta make demands before they can supply us shit
Crack the whip snaps, sneak attack
Foreclosed on my home, now I’m lucky if I know where my sneakers at
Fucked if I don’t get my job running pizzas back
Stuck with this girl, and really I don’t need all that
But she has my kid, and he need a dad
So I struggle and they live
Get in trouble and they bitch
As I get stepped on by my god management and fucking pigs
Man this ain’t no way to live
With company that’s saltier than a bag of potato chips
There’s only one thing I have left to say and it’s
I hate this


[Verse 3: Fatt Happy Tony]

It seems nobody even fucking matters now
We live in shattered towns
And I think everyone’s deceiving me
When I’m walking down the street don’t shout
Cause I’ll just look to ground
And wonder what I’m missing on TV

Now I keep on writing like a Nascar track backwards
Filling lanes with master factors
To contain these mainstream rappers
Bastard packed up, but emptied out the sack first
Table top’s green, now pull the black curtains
That’s working, catch ya lurking
Get ya neck twisted, red liquid squirting
Nah, I’m just playing, I’m a pacifist
Which means I’m living like a masochist
Don’t really get along with average kids
They tell me how sad it is
But I don’t listen
It’s the pain that makes me passionate
You can have my cash and shit
Leave me with empty cabinets
I’m only adamant about playing the devil’s advocate