Beanie Sigel - Don't Realize [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Beanie Sigel Talking]
Somebody's burnin close to the ground
I been here before,but I ain't gone lay down
Naw, naw you suckas, I ain't gone lay down

[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
Uh aiyoa I walks like a pimp, spark wit this mack
Click lock ain't a smith you tell from this gat
You fuck around and lose a leg or somethin
I laser somethin I'm a predator
Make me Schwarzennegger something
You niggas talkin bout a dolla ain't a thing
I got da blocks spoiled keep oils like vavoline
I move work in and out da Tri-State
No trouble don't supply weight
All bubbles five eights
Yeah, I'm in and out of state
I touched alot of states
And yeah my plate touched alot steaks
And you crumbs can't supply a cake
And cake don't make crumbs it's true
Do da knowledge wait
I'm try to school you to some game youngin
But you nuckle head lame youngin
Swear you know the game youngin
Swear we move on the same train youngin
You on a different track
I'm the conductor i can switch it back

[Rell: Hook Sung]
Yall niggas don't realize [uh uh]
What it takes to make this doe
There's no mothafuckin way that I [we eatin nigga]
Can show you how we roll
Wish yall realized [get meal, get a free lunch ticket or somethin]
What it takes to make this cream
Moves I'm makin wit my team
So simple as it seems

[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]
Yall niggas fuckin wit that bake and that come back
And always got a story like wait, I'mma come back
Sometimes you gotta go away to make a come back
And those that know when they go don't even come back
My nails dirty I ain't sit on my hands
Scale dirty I ain't sit on no grams
Jail worthy work the shit outta zans
Man, hustlin all inside of me
I cop a spot, pop them numbers like the lottery
Keep my lucky sevens, big fours right beside of me
Nights pick six or keep hollows right beside of me
In case them numbers on them balls jump around
I gotta make a call come to town and dumb around
You mufackas betta buckle down
Before I buck you down
Naw nigga we can't knuckle now
We past dat we on another level
Like blast dat, body bag, casket, nother shevel

[Rell: Hook Sung]

[Verse 3: Beanie Sigel]
I sold it all
I even fucked up niggas on the dice
Bucked them niggas who was nice
Broke em all
You used to pop willies on the block
Now you pop willy on the block
So where da raw
My attitude like the state of Missouri
Can I relate to you story
Niggas naw
You talkin to the wrong one
Nigga I'm a strong gun
Walked in this game
But I'm in it for the long run
Till the lord come
I'm a get it till it's all done

[Rell:Hook Sung Until Instrumental and fade out]