Final Outlaw - Wu-Tang Forever [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: FinaL OutlaW]

They say that my New York style's from a lost era
But I argue who gonna represent the poor betta?
I'ma go getta, I been writin' from the soul since the homeless shelter
I don't care about a throne, you can have that
Give a fuck about a crown, you can have that
Cause you're stuck in a man-made maze with one path
Its your destiny to act like a lab rat
But I'm past that, if you pass math class, get the last laugh, uh
Never been distracted by the flash camera
Never been a fan of the glam and glitz
Some say I'm an anarchist, but I'm not quite
I'm the spirit of the bag boy working at the Pathmark
Bagging Goya products at the Shoprite
Walking you home from the Bravo Supermarket when its out cold
Till you hear the PLAKA(Gun sound) at the stop light
A Slum Boy till I D.I.E
DT's wanna see I.D
Never forget, how the Taxi drivers didn't wanna stop for anybody who appear like me
That's my 9/11, So don't get a titty-attack when i tell you
I didn't vote for a black president
We still dying from diabetes
And you want us to commit to a mothafuckin' donkey and an elephant, is you buck?
Get money, don't tell me how you got it though
When you're life's in danger that's the way it gotta go
I'm not judging cause you're obstacles impossible
The odds of you succeeding are improbable, my heart with you
We were raised in the land of the hopeless
When you're malnourished it's difficult focus
We were raised in the land of the hopeless
When so you're hungry, it's really hard focus

[Hook: FinaL OutlaW]
I know my people got issues
We burn up to stay alive
If we wasn't high we'd probably lose our minds
Cause when politicians speak
They skip us every time
So we stay high, stay high, stay high, stay high
Skip us every time, every time, every time, every time

[Verse 2: FinaL OutlaW]

This is God flow, God flow, go tell that
To everyone you know, they gonna know it
I don't even try anymore I just show it
Waited too damn long and now I'm overflowing
This isn't just a song, you been forewarned, there's a whole swarm
Its a storm, and its taking form, this is beast coast
My open heart was exposed to the ethos
As a child, now I represent the same people
That I love and hate, the old block stay oven baked
Pass a McDonald's and see a family cutting cake
Scary, zero health care will leave you buried
Dodge a bullet but get killed malaria
I be the scariest, proletariat, resemble Harriet
They call him Sir James Elliott
I'm illmatic, keep it real daddy
Teachers gossip about their students like that bitch got the ill fatty
Passing metal detectors was my education, mothafucka
Freedom over fortune and fame, mothafucka
The middle finger's the flag of the broken, mothafucka
Been hopping since the city had tokens, mothafucka
Life's too short to be speculating with theories
I don't care if you a Capricorn or Aries, it don't mean shit
That's that playing lotto, scratching tickets on the street shit
Walter Mercado worship but your kids ain't eat shit
Superstitious bullshit, poor shit
Sleeping on the floor shit, read your horoscope but can't afford shit
Oh shit, deeper than the ocean
You sleeping on societies abortion, drifting on the shores of the beach of the orchards, uh
I'ma continue to siege till you forfeit, uh
I'ma continue to feed on your corpses, no fear, still gaining speed on your horses, gold spears!