Marley Brooker - Open Season [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Bob McCulloch]
Talking

[Hook: Marley Brooker]
Season Greetings muthafuckas
Have a lovely Christmas
It's hard for a nigga
Don't even got a pot piss in
And if I did
Would I even make it home today
Or would a white policeman
Put me on the ground to stay

Season Season Greetings muthafucka (they know)
Seasons Greetings muthafucka (they know)
Tis the season muthafucka (yea)
Said it's open season on my brovas

[Verse: Marley Brooker]
I ain't sure what I really wanna do wit this thang
I'm just tired of unarmed teens getting killed
In streets-by-police know what I'm saying?
Why they apprehend the white dude?
The mass killer the movie theater shooter
They tell him get down on ground
Or put ya weapons down
They got options, that's cute
But if u a nigga like me in America
RIP cuz ya thru
They tell the grand jury
That nigga was a hulk
Had eyes like a demon
No choice but to shoot
And they buy it hook line and sinker
Cuz white is right thought u knew
16 people said his hands was up
Guess how many said down? just 2?
Oh

[Break: Bob McCulloch]
Talking

[Verse 2: Marley Brooker]

They choked the life out of my nigga
Right in center view
But That wasn't enough for the grand jury damn
They must be devils too then
It's fuck the judge, fuck the system
Fuck the police too and
Fuck the DA fuck what he or she say
(burnin and looting)
Cuz if it's no justice
It can't be no peace
They forced us to be animals
Up in these streets
It's really no peace
Unless u get a piece man
Even witcho hands up
They shoot to kill
Police man

[Outro: Bob McCulloch]
Talking