Blast Holiday - Ice City Nights [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Blast Holiday]

Extortion Muzik, Bearfaced, Cold Gunnaz... ain't shit changed man. For real. My niggas man... it's the struggle man, Ice City man. You already know me man, Mr. No Hider No Liar man. The Most man. It's good... we locked in. Ice City

[Verse 1: Blast Holiday]

Imagine all my Cold Gunnaz still living and not locked up
In prison, from judge's decisions of public collisions
Of mob missions, now look at me and tell me that you under-did
Been scamming since a youngster, was a hungry kid
I never fibbed in the booth, cause if the world is filled
With lies we need a moment of truth, and this is it
And what we did in the coupe was burn rubber
While we drive, seen the enemies slip and let it drip (yeah)
I ain't boasting, ain't proud, need forgiveness
It's never personal, in life it's always business
Now I'm working 'em, every beat murking 'em
Spice say I'm greedy with life and I deserve it bruh
Spice say I'm steep in the price, but it be worth it bruh
If I don't do it best believe somebody else will
I got 'em feeling me, they say my flow is x pills
Just left the dealership heemin' on the best wheels
Supercharged had two doors, black ice
Quick like Zab on HBO Fight Night
Snitch might rat and the statement sound quite right
Six-oya clap, send that singer to the bright lights
Point a finger, kinda eager to ignite nights
Wrapped around the trigger, lil daddy night-night
Extended clip, thirty rounds singing lullabies
Ain't dropped a tear since they let my big brother die
Three years before that they let my lil brother die
Call me Kodak, flashing on the other side
And I'mma roll that and smoke 'till I get high
And every ho know I go when I'm inside
A brick of bo got us slow like old minds
The way I'm digging like I'm working in a gold mine
This pencil shipping like it's only writing coke lines
AKA this rap, we gon' call it dope rhymes
Every day we trapping snow on 59
Drug trafficking like we ain't letting zips fly
Cause if that bitch had wings soaring in the sky
Like the ribbon that made Stevie Wonder cry
Peoples on our bumper but the trunk filled with genocide
Cut with baking soda looking like lemon pies
The lowest go it's coldest, maybe you get ten for five
That's a double-over, joog like Geminis
That's a double-over, joog like Geminis
Ay, he cut the Metro on vibrate
Need no distraction, concentrate when the dice shake
Reading his reaction when his face like Chrissakes
Sub-Zero combo like he love how the ice taste...

[Lil Rue]

Bearfaced...

[Verse 2: Lil Rue]

From the blood sweat and tears I straight faced my fears
Came up with the game and straight laced my peers
Now I'm faced by bears, throwing bodies off the pier
Sipping syrup till I'm broke like, fuck who cares (syrup)
Nigga stare me in the eyes and realize that I'm a beast
I'm a monster, illest nigga walking on two feet
So just holler at me, I can get it for cheap
And watch your life, cause it's trife on these Ice City streets
R-U-E, no mask all gas
Bearfaced general, hollow-tips and body-bags
Riding down your block, straight strapped with the wop
Like, tell you what I got ain't fitting in no tuck spot (nope)
Riding through these punk's spot like y'all don't want the trunk to pop (nope)
? pop and body shots, man y'all act like y'all forgot (word)
It's Ice City where it stay below zero
Free Spice City, you're still my hero
Just tryna do it big like Diddy
Send them bitches to the blade, and break 'em for every penny
Like, Mama forgive me I was born to be a mack
And I'm just infatuated by the way them Ninas clap (Brrraat)
Yeah the LT is back, it's time to bring the Nina back
Bearfaced, Cold Gunnaz, FT, ASAP
Yeah the LT is back, it's time to bring the Nina back
Bearfaced, Cold Gunnaz, FT, ASAP, Rueger (Bearfaced, Cold Gunnaz)