Andy B-B - Haterade (Hate Me Now Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Yo, a lot of you thought you could stop me
But I'm still here
Recording from Queensbridge
Home of Nas, home of Mobb Deep
We gonna get it right now
Let's go!

[Hook Sample: Hate Me Now]
You can hate me now
But I won't stop now
Cause I can't stop now
You can hate me now
But I won't stop now
Cause I can't stop now
You can hate me now
You can hate me nowwww

[Verse 1]
They tell I'm weak I ain't got no felony
Yet I'm killing these rappers 'til the damn death of me
G.O.A.T. yeah that's my destiny
Haters only be bringing out the best in me
People get mad, dissing my flow
But either I'm speeding or y'all are fucking slow
Try to touch me I'll break your arm or your back
Homies have empty pockets I have stacks
Wait a second, back to the track
I get high on music equivalent to high on crack
Hanging at the projects blasting these tunes
Eating fake thugs for dinner knife, fork, and spoon
My success is accelerating like cars from cops
But I'll never stop rhyming 'til the day I drop
Getting money like bumblebees get honey
And all the ladies around me are so stunning
So if you have something to say, say it now
You might not have time when I go pow pow pow

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Flow so sick I should be in the hospital
But I got ice in my veins, call me a popsicle
Old hoes are mad they see me at the top
They look at me now wishing I was in stock
Verbal assassination a mouth with a Glock
You think I'm done, I just reset the clock
I'll never stop, like a jet plane with a full tank
Look at the standings, I'm the number one rank
So speedy I'm gone, I'm fast and I'm furious
Crazy like the Joker, why you so serious?
Criticize me, I think you're delirious
Went to court "not guilty," if you were curious
Tested time and again, and I always ace it
Judge me on color, I call that racist
Can't stand the heat, it's time to face it
I got what you want, and girls who chase it
The game just began, I'm already a winner
Pray for forgiveness, I'm always a sinner

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
The crowd gets on its feet every time I spit
Every rap I write is a number one hit
Stop bothering me with all of this bullshit
I don't often get mad, so don't try and push it
I run this hood, I walk with a swagger
I'm drunk off this shit, I'm starting to stagger
Question me again you'll end up in a ditch
I'm gonna take your money, and screw your----
I don't pay for college, college pays me
I own the sports page, and college pays me
They say the best things in life are free
Including my Bugatti, so toss me the keys
I ignore all the stop signs, I got a ticket
I paid for the Champaign, I might as well drink it
You think you know me, well you're wrong
I'm high when I write, huffing out of a bong
This the last bar, so get up on your feet
My name is Andy B-B, this the sound of the street

[Hook]