BigMo - Truth [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

VERSE 1
Fuck this
Give me the truth
A little something to relay to the youth
Franchised education, so cruel
Yall dont know, but they also you

Take education, back the basics
Simulate stats, and make it an occasion
Top 10% rats, give the wealth to the makers
Fuck the police for doin the maintenance

Tell me where your tax bucks go
Not sure well you better know
Least I hope
Seein that its fuckin' with ya feta-flow
They take it, call it federal
Til you got better shit to grow
Then you gotta pay the state too
Thats what they made credit for

Pay for ya hair do
Car that your rollin in
Drinks for the whole crew
More banks rollin in
Down on a car payments
Roll like hova then
Bigger rims though
Rollin bigger than what hova in

Yeah...
Go for the limit
Go ahead, buy the bar, girl
You know you gotta spend it

This generation has taken it back to basics
Rythms with lyris, I lace'em
Not mine but they'll make me famous

Music quality tainted
Logic missing, leaving youth brain-less
Think where to get brain next
Dont matter, she'll remain nameless
RIGHT?

VERSE 2
Live fast, die young
Era that I come from
City run,drug slung
Slingin drugs,where from?
All after quick cash in a lump sum
Cash cancer, feel'em
Breast lumps, hump

Use the rubber later
Minds on kicks & tapes
Love drunk, faded
Buy now, pay late
Too busy out lookin fresh, to get laid
Dont know shit, still opinionated

Same shit, different morning
Remember, what you did last summer
Catches up, september

Now...
How you gona criticize how we live?
When you taught us how to live
And you taught how to give
Then you taught us how to make it
And taught us how to take it
We believed when you said
Money is all it takes kids...