Brian Gonser - Nonfiction [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Void been open since two of the best died
One from the East coast, one from the West side
I been waiting for a gap but shit, this isn't easy
Blowing up in fuckin' rap
I won't resort to making the sort of music that appeals
I put it on myself to fuckin' always keep it real
And i'll even admit it, Painting Dreams sucked ass
That's pretty much why i'm getting all my sleep in class
Stay up all night writing, all night spitting
But lately all this hate makes me contemplate quitting
What's the difference? Why don't I get respect
Cause i'm fourteen, chasing dreams, spitting better than the rest
Kendrick got me hungry, made me stretch my verses
New levels to the rhymes, disregarding all the curses
A hex on the city, voo-doo in the streets
Souls on the beats, that's why they waiting on release, bitch

[Hook x2]
Stay real or die trying
One day i'ma get it
And I never started lying
And i'm not starting now
Not starting now
Hands together, on my knees
Got to make my parents proud

[Verse 2]
Illustrating everyday
Like a book, nonfiction
Your enterprise embracing lies
While mine follow the vision
What's the point of living?
I might as well prosper
Keep a peace in mind
Mindless clips in a chopper
My voice provide bullets for the rounds, that's a challenge
Creative brains lack less, appreciate no balance
A pair of New Balance, instead of being typical
My generation's bible isn't even biblical
Reading all these tweets, while i'm spitting on these beats
You can go fuck yourself if you ain't fuckin' with BG
This is all me bitch, this is on my life
I spend every night, just tryna' get it right
And i'm bout' to kill the game, they gon' know the name
BG on the mic, spitting nothing less' a flame
BG on the mic, spitting nothing less' a flame, bitch

[Hook x2]