Dimensional - Deleted Song [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

ARTIST WILL NOT USE THIS SONG, BUT WILL SPLIT THE LYRICS UP INTO MULTIPLE SONGS. NO ONE ELSE MAY YOU USE LYRICS













[T-Cross]
[Hook]
We aren't caught up in the bling
We don't need no rings
We ain't caught up in our things
We under the underground rappers but we're kings
Kingz, Kingz of rap, We the Kingz




[Dimensional]
If I had a gun, that could take out one
I'd kill that nigga that knew my story and take out none
Because I'd have a gun pointed towards me, take out fun
Said I was quittin' but Quenton ain't done
Foaming out the mouth while you niggas run
I'm looking at the rap game like "You niggas done?"
You niggas won
False you niggas done
I'm a blow up
Before these niggas show up
When I roll up
Real Crews will hold up
Because I fold up no doubt
What they sold out
So I can go shout
What I have to say
Every day

[T-Cross]
[Hook]
We aren't caught up in the bling
We don't need no rings
We ain't caught up in our things
We under the underground rappers but we're kings
Kingz, Kingz of rap, We the Kingz

[Dimensional]
The Christian Rapper coming back with something to pray
And sometimes I pray you niggas get in line
Because you trippin all the time
Your rhyme ain't worth a dime
Nothing compared to mine
Sippin' on water, bump that cherry wine
My rhymes are fine
And you gonna try to hate
Like wait
He ain't mention a date
And that's because I'm married to the game I know my fate
So I give you a blank picture

To see what you niggas paint
Because I can only faint
When I see why you wait
To notice me on the TV


[T-Cross]
[Hook]
We aren't caught up in the bling
We don't need no rings
We ain't caught up in our things
We under the underground rappers but we're kings
Kingz, Kingz of rap, We the Kingz


[Dimensional]
Ridin' like nobody can see me
Hands roll across my face behind windows tinted
Ain't the life for me
So go on forget it
Windows down
Forget the crown
I'm just another in the game
Taking the fame
But when I get there I will call out the names
Be like Kendrick Lamar on a roll
But forget his verse in control I'm goin so hard you can't control
A ghost
But firin raps like I'm rollin with O.D.I.N
Out here showin
What skills I can have at 13
Ahead of the time
So I lay in front of the clock
Run free no Glock
I haven't been up in my best lately
But I'm ready to change that
Make it before PAR rearrange that
Rap, that's what I'm going for
Rollin with my Lord, listening to Lorde
Livin in a city you'll never see on screen
Just lettin you know Christians we're on each others team
This song is clean, But do I see Bun B?
I be ridin' dirty with Biggie, can't you see?
When I spit like this I should get hits
Because no one is the same
People ask me how I do it
I say "Nothing but a G thang"
2pac may not be dead
But if he is
I'm taking his head
And by that I mean thoughts
Because together, think of all the fights we've fought
All the lessons he's tought
Plus all these lyrical long shots I jump shot
And I know I said I'd be that one rapper not to brag
But how can I when I got everything in the back
Low age but full pack
Make Drake look whack
Runnin so fast on these raps make an asthma attack
So old school in my wolf pack
We jumpin Jacks
Time to give you what you deserve
A chorus While I play with my words


[T-Cross]
[Hook]
We aren't caught up in the bling
We don't need no rings
We ain't caught up in our things
We under the underground rappers but we're kings
Kingz, Kingz of rap, We the Kingz
[Dimensional]



As I said back to the old stuff
No weed, no snuff
I keep it clean
But still looking fresh
I'm alive but I'm not livin' in my flesh
I struggle with being the same
Because I struggle with the same
I could never handle the fame
Walking up in that studio and putting them headphones on
Walking on stage to that crowd like "What goes on"?
I'd love doing that, but can I tr?
Will I have A fake career, only a hello and a goodbye
I don't really care how these critics rate me
But will the fans take me?
Will beef pop up because I said the wrong thing?
Or will I be on a track with someone tryna sing
I ask all these questions to myself while no one's listening
Will I shine like a star, or will I be glistening?
I'm talking to God
Asking to be heard
But is it what I need
Is it what I deserve
Is it what I want?
OR will someone come out acting like a juggernaut
I won't be no miley
Clipped hair, clothes off tryna smiley
I'ma stay with my head up eyes straight
Is this a rate or is it fate
Is it early or is it late?
Some may think I want to be seen
But that is not where I lean
I want to be heard please understand
I want you to hear my music when you say D-mention you the man



[T-Cross]
[Hook]
We aren't caught up in the bling
We don't need no rings
We ain't caught up in our things
We under the underground rappers but we're kings
Kingz, Kingz of rap, We the Kingz

[Dimensional]
I don’t know if you’ll ever get the memo
Q-dawg, D-mention me, startin’ on the demo
I ain’t coming from money
Ain’t coming for it
Just coming for Rap, and God, adore it
Rap style so fly
Wings before red bull, hyper but never high
Spittin’ no hittin’ and I ain’t got a lie
I came in the game to preach and have fun, not to say goodbye
I ain’t here to get paid

And I will not be afraid
Other rappers throw what you got
Ain’t even in it, but I know that you will not
Spittin’ flames you say, and your words ain’t even hot
They say they push me in an alley alone
Full communication, no phone
Screw Getting in the Zone
I say
Go ahead Drake’s, put chrome in my dome
Cuz when my body drops, Hold on I’m going Home





[Dimensional]
Don’t know why
And I will not lie
A flash of amazing words flew in my eye
Writer’s block one day
Amazing Lyrics the next
Vocabulary and God in my brain, cut out the rest
I know I be bragging, I need to leave Earthly
But I got a God, no one can hurt me
Rappers say they the best G
Well I got the big G hangin’ with me
I know I overuse metaphors
I know these lyrics are sore
Spittin the same thing but now I give you more
I am not the King
But I ride with the Boss
He sent his son to the cross

[T-Cross]
[Hook]
We aren't caught up in the bling
We don't need no rings
We ain't caught up in our things
We under the underground rappers but we're kings
Kingz, Kingz of rap, We the Kingz


[Dimensional]
I be turning the tables
Livin’ my fables
Makin’ fantasies ables
Differently wired, I ain’t got cabels
Better than most, And I ain’t talk to Labels
I ain’t livin lies
I’m livin lines
I’m livin hellos and goodbyes
I’m livin good and bad cries
I’m livin a life I do not despise
God is where I got my eyes
I’m looking for friends that stay to the end
Because the first one lied
It’s new years and you ain’t by my side
Struggling so much on integrity my attitude has tides
Openin’ my closet, droppin’ bones
Skeletons that could build homes
But I’m still as real as I say on the phone
Spittin’ like it’s nothing
Writing likes it’s something
I come at y’all Gospel full speed no bluff
I’m your new favorite rapper and this ain’t even the good Stuff
A$AP, Drake, And Kendrick go to feast
But I give food poisinin right here cuz I got freakin' problems
BEAST


[T-Cross]
[Hook]
We aren't caught up in the bling
We don't need no rings
We ain't caught up in our things
We under the underground rappers but we're kings
Kingz, Kingz of rap, We the Kingz


[Dimensional]
Just need
Someone to notice me
Be-cause I can be
The best
In the next
Top 10....
Here we go again
Time for a sick flow again
I'm goin' in
Slayin' these rhymes none are my friend
My voice is a sword
Beware
I'm swingin it through the air
And I ain't got a care
Screw sour
I remember bein' the suggy bear
No time to tear
That one and break it down
But you know if you in my town
Next white rapper to amaze you
I break threw the walls in the maze you
Try to put on me
Can't you see
Blastin holes in the wall
No shuttin down
I start it up in the mall
Opposite of Drake
More individual than a snow flake
No fake
No one to take
Prisoner
I'm startin' to mistake
My self and my power
Because I underestimate
What can happen by singin' in the shower
See a girl
I know she loves me
Put down that flower
I could go on for another hour
But I think I might puke
This is my sickest rhyme
Doin this for a long time
My brain is still goin though
Still flowin though
Still showin' no
Weakness to these fake players
Still provin to be
Raps father figure


[T-Cross]
[Hook]
We aren't caught up in the bling
We don't need no rings
We ain't caught up in our things
We under the underground rappers but we're kings
Kingz, Kingz of rap, We the Kingz