Navajo - Broken Thoughts [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I'm, uh...
Crack open that dutch, Just so incoherent like, uh...
Roll up another one, I just don't make no sense when I'm uh....
Hold it in your lungs, facing all these L's compelled to just uh...
Clouds block out the sun
Rain dance make led shower, my pride devour
The stench of death, last breath of cowards
Be goddamned if I'm feeding flowers, I'm a bleeding martyr, leaking harder
Than heavy flows with these righteous poems, I'm throwing bows on Northland block
Thought they had found an easy mark, I ain't not thug but i Sure got heart
I'm a juggernaut, cops raid the spot
I keep it pushing nigga cause my product hot
A conglomerot, of my inner workings
Bitches twerking my girl I'm hurting
Responsibilities I be shirking
Told mama i'd be a better person
Niggas lurking I pulled them curtains
Four or five and they'll all put work in
I want them cameras flashing but i got them hammers blasting
On, Lisbon and Cordova 'round the corner from Minnesota
Where them niggas always packing and they steady 'bout that action
I was in the build relaxing when I heard (Gunshots)

[Hook]
Dramatic words and truthful lies,Broken Heart and painless eyes
I'm broken, and I can't be fixed, A defective clock that doesn't tick
Dreams lead into a state of death so sleepless nights are where I'm left
A heart of stone, that begins to crack, as sunny days all fade to black with
These broken thoughts, broken thoughts, broken thoughts from my broken heart x4

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I'm, uh
So ahead of my time, numbed out by violence that I, uh...
Spell my fate in these lines, need a reminder that I'm, uh..
That I'm destined to shine, that I'm even alive its hard to, uh
Yo its hard to thrive when the concrete, under my feet
Could give way so you can get paid now both of our ends meet
You see thats deep, I'm in the jeep passenger seat, he got heat that he might wanna squeeze
She squeezed my thumb, my new born sister
Look in the mirror what the hell have I become?
Plotting concocting, the jakes man they watching, I'm knocking
I'm hoping they come and they open this door
Outside its a war, I left my sword on the floor in the basement
The basement the basement, goddamn the basement
So many niggas that ain't make it out the basement
Can't remember faces faces, some of they faces stuck in a twisted ass stasis
Now they raping, found her laying down on the pavement, thats why I put my pain on these pages
Running from my demons, fiends be screaming
Some of them deaf but they all be leaning
Hoes grow bankrolls solely off of semen, slowly I'm receding, a couple times receiving
Threats on Goulding, bet he'd melt my pudding. but i'm still pulling, still damn good looking
Whats beef really if the shit ain't cooking?
Whats beef really if the shit ain't cooking?

[Hook]
Its just dramatic words and truthful lies, broken Heart and painless eyes
I'm broken, and I can't be fixed, a defective clock that doesn't tick
Dreams lead into a state of death so sleepless nights are where I'm left
A heart of stone, that begins to crack, as sunny days all fade to black with
These broken thoughts, broken thoughts, broken thoughts from my broken heart x4