Aali - Chop Em Down [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: 2Pac]

See some of these kids don't know that some of these rappers ain't like that
You know what Im saying? They screaming they soldiers in they music but they
Not being soldiers in reality, so its like, thats whats the bad part. Cause
Some of these kids really believe you, you know they really doing that shit
Like niggas be listening to tapes and knocking cops off and shit, you know what Im saying?
And that shit is deep

[Verse One]

I rap like a God sent Messiah
From the angels arch
Picking my demons apart
Dont mind me if my luck is a little far off
My perception is that of a nigga
These niggas that claiming
They trappin or rappin
Provoking no feelings or reasons
To pick up my guard
This is the record they play for the God
Shadow box Judas in the back of the car
They gon' praise my shit
Just a few chains and few whips
Nigga, ask my ancestors
If my slave blood didn’t run strong
King Kong flow
With just one verse
I could stop a nigga heart
Moonwalk to space
And drop kick a star
Black dynamite in my mouth
This verse gonna need an applause

[Hook x2]

Chop em down
Chop em down
These niggas talking shit
We just chop em down

[Verse Two]

Running through the city
Where the semi bullets fly
Check his eyelids if you thought that he died
Im Pontius bitch you niggas need to be crucified
By the tongue that you lied with
Ain't nobody really vibin wit the nonsense
These niggas proclaiming that they from the projects
But not one tryna bang
Or run a train on old girls pussy
That they met on friday
Chiraq
(Most niggas never been there)
Iraq
(Most niggas never been there)
CPT
(Most niggas never been there)
But you claim you bang
Most niggas never been real
Most niggas never lost one
Or caught one
Or smoked one
Most niggas tryna claim up they block
But be running with cops
As they lining up shots
They gon’ all get got
When they pull off the safe
Hiding undercover I got no time to that
Niggas act gully
Ill run up the shop
And put ya own pops
In his own pine box

[Hook x2]

Chop em down
Chop em down
These niggas talking shit
We just chop em down

[Verse Three]

Uh! Where the funk at?
Y’all niggas believing you run that?
Where your start at?
Fuck a comeback
You pussies ain't on that
Everybody want to flex
But they not pumped up with the nitric acid
To potent like pcp in the vein of a crack addict
Put a pump to the chest of nigga with a barrell
Cause I know that killa
Won’t pull that trigga
Doesn’t pull those figures
Doesn’t own those bitches
Doesn’t want that issue
But these young niggas wanna go claim they rights
So they put it on his head
He can’t afford that price
Probably sellin crack for his momma at night
Got a little sis going hungry at night
A boy wanna bang he ain't bout that life
Gotta act hard if his baby momma got tried
So pussy is the reason why he lost his life
Now little sis gotta strip
At the crib
Hoping God in sight
Keepin’ prayers real tight
But God in back of church
Hope a nigga coming for the verse
In the middle of the night

[Hook] [x2]
Chop em down
Chop em down
These niggas talking shit
We just chop em down