Del the Funky Homosapien - Wrong Place [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse One:

I writes rhymes for rehearsal
But first chill
I gotta little story to tell ya
How I almost caught a
Bad one add one to the list of 2,000 and 1
Stupid things to do I had crew when they stepped at a party
Hardly even known I own a Smith & Wesson
But it's resting at home
In a shoe box
They see crews jock
So they wanna step and test the rep I got
I said 'Wait a second
Check inside my coat for a check'
They must be imagining that I'm money in the bank
They'll get spanked
Cause I'm not the nigga
I got bigga brothers waiting in the bushes
To mush kids
I talk when I wanna talk
Never silence
Violence erupts when I clown ya
Catch a beat down ya
Cause I never back away from niggas
Even if you gotta pistol I dare ya pull the trigga
But that's suicide
Either you must die or I must so why bust
Me cause I'm guilty
Of being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Comin' at ya in the wrong state of mind
I'm out in a hurry
A pow and a flurry
Of bullets come speeding by
I needn't die
I gotta make tracks and take back my words
I eat 'em
Cause everybody knows I didn't beat 'em...

Hook:
Being in the wrong place at the wrong time

Verse Two:

When I'm out on the town I don't frown
At people cause they tend to get offended
And then the heat will
Be on my ass I got class
Never out of line, cause
I'm standing here without a nine
Pistols I wish will not blast me
TAZ be circlin' corners lookin' for Warners
You know the Brothers
Me and you
We didn't do shit
But we get hassled
Because we crew and we rollin'
This is my car it isn't stolen
I hope you catch a slug straight in your colon
When ya walkin' the beat
I bet ya gotta sheet hangin' up in ya closet
Fuck this law shit
But there is two laws to follow, you know
There’s the laws of the city And the laws of the ghetto
I go to clubs with a smile on my face
Just in case niggas look and wanna whyle in the place
Cause of jealousy Del is me only me
Niggas walkin' in poppin' shit that's who the phonies be
Peep it one night and you'll see it it's quite clear
Since we all know now that's why we're
Never in the wrong place at the wrong time!

Hook

Verse Three:
Damn, I hate cops!
I need to bust they chops
Always gettin' props for the niggas they pop
Peep, I smoke weed get weeded
Cause I need it to calm my nerves before a pig get bleeded
I got busted for less than a gram of hash
They wanna cram my ass in the slammer
Punk po-po
Bringin' back hash from Amsterdam is a no-no
I didn't know they would catch me
Punk mutt fetch me
Stretched me out at Customs gotta bust 'em
I can't call it
They found it in my wallet
Now Customs got me and I just can't stall it
I wish they would leave me alone
Dog look at me like feed me a bone
He might bite me
Very likely
They had to strike me with a fine or time
I said “fine!”
Mines was 500 bones
For a gram of hash my mind was blown
Come back to Michigan
So we can pitch again
Federal offense now I better go and convince the judge...

Hook