R.U.I.N. - Baptism Of Fire (Ft. NewBreed MC) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Hook)

(Verse 1)
My peers been buggin’ out ever since I touched mics/
Call them Mc Disneys’ yup, Bug’s Life/ what’s up doc? /
Elmer Fudd finally got his shot/ see how deep the
Rabbit’s Hole go, when Seaguls on the block/
Eat dead pigeons, cannibalistic, sicker than Avian flu/
It what happens when your friends start aiming at you/
They say every friend you have was once a stranger/
But I can’t change the/ fact it’s reversed when we aim ta/
Cut each other out our lives, enemies,we create those/
Awkward, that was easy, Staples/
Rumours coming at you like 3D pornography/
Killed the track but no Morgue’s autopsy/
I’m jealous they won’t include me now the truth’s told/
The Sun won’t set on my anger Satan won’t get a foot hold/
Won’t drop names, ain’t taking attendance/
Hope you’re in the Book of Life, even just the appendix/

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
Listening to ‘Me Against the World’, shedding Pac’s tears/
Don’t have many peers/ gunned down, except one, Eric/
I remember how we had fun wow, and I cherish/
The time you spent at my house, and my aunt kept caring/
You were 18 and so angry and I was like ten/
But like friends/ we played Gamecube, double O 7/ Then/
All this happened just below heaven/ but didn’t know
That you did get your life together, oh splendid/ When
You moved out of Jane and Finch/ and had two kids/
Til’ it was in the paper, that a cop shot you dead and shit/
Told to respect the police and may be I would/
If they didn’t kill you just when you’re life was getting good/
Man, what happened to innocent until proven guilty? /
I know the judge of all the earth will do right, but still, please/
This wasn’t Rodney King or Sean Bell or Trayvon Martin/
This was someone I knew, now they gone, dearly departed /

(Hook)

(Verse 3) (NewBreed MC)
So heres the deal God/
I'm just tryna survive and keep it real God/
I'm just tryna provide my son a meal God/
But its real hard i feel robbed i think i need a real job/
3 straight summers laid off its no wonder/
That I'm close to the edge and I feel I'm going under/
Sugar hills become mountains and mountains are to climb/
I'm counting on seeking wreasons but answers are hard to find/
If u ain't looking but I'm cooking up plan of attack/
Perseverance and endurance build my stamina back/
Thrown into the fire but his hand is on the thermostat/
Purging my pride my insides are burning black/
As black tar as far as tests/
My sin is east As far as west/
And this is just another grey hair bout to pop out of my chest/
I'm still blessed cuz staying under's how my faiths perfected/
And i count it all count it joy cuz persecution is expected/

(Hook)

(Verse 4- Outro)
E'lo-i E'lo-i, la'ma sabachtha'ni/ (Mark 15:34)
Sitting in the office, wondering did God forgot me? /
In the hospital lobby/ so teary, my eyes are soggy/
Inflicted with intrusive illusions that are refusing/
So would it be better if the cop would pop me? / In truth it’s/
It’s confusing and stupid, cause these thoughts are not me/
Truths become ‘probably’s/ the demonic ruse just taunts me/
I’ll just have to assume that if I fell that God had caught me/
Went from top scholar, straight to the psychiatric ward/
Was suicidal, I don’t know what the fuck exactly for/
For all of those with mental illnesses or handicapped/
If they call you a retard, you got the right to smack’em back/
My first word was happy, I hope my last will be blessed/
But now, it’s like I take these pills just to get up to depressed/
My soul’s sole goal is to be a righteous saint/
Baptism of fire is terrifying when God tells ya to wait/