Eddy B & Tim Gunter - Time Will Only Tell [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro:

(Young Prince)
Uh, It's YP, what's good Eddy B & Tim G, wassup?

(Eddy B)
What's good YP?

(Tim Gunter)
What up YP?

(Young Prince)
We got that NC collab for y'all

(Eddy B)
From DC to NC, yezzir!

Hook:
(Young Prince)
Time will only tell if we the next to blow
That's why their hands in the air, every city, every show
(Eddy B)
The next big thing, yeah we know this
But Time Will Only Tell if we blow, or blow this
(Young Prince)
Time will only tell if we the next to blow
That's why their hands in the air, every city, every show
(Eddy B)
The next big thing, yeah we know this
But Time Will Only Tell if we blow, or blow this

Verse 1 (Young Prince):
Spittin like my idols, lyrics so vital
You a page in the book, homeboy, I wrote the title
That means I wrote you in like a script
So you should play your part
Flow make it flood, you need a boat like Noah's Ark
Them fierce days, I used to quake the stage
I had some circle lenses, Nikes and some smooth braids
Girls followed me like I was leading a parade but
Mind you before all this Twitter shit was made
I follow few because in life I lead
Never eating other's plates cause I ain't with the greed
Take my songs to get scratched by my man Reid
Look to myself,CK or Timmy G for a beat, now let me breathe
It's the leader of the new school, Dope House, Pro Tools
Super Team, Big moves, flow so gorilla clue
Alicia Silverstone, I don't have a clue
It's nothing new!

Hook

Verse 2 (Eddy B)

Now ever since I was a kid
These niggas been constantly hatin' my shot at fame
And the niggas gone stroke it like masturbatin'
They hate but they see my greatness
But flowin they so reticent
Permission, success's doors is open

But there's no admission
For niggas that's never spittin'
Flow colder than anemic, LGz the clique I rep
I throw it up like I'm bulimic (uhhh)
And my pockets being fed, their chances look anorexic
It's slim, compared to them I'm the answer, without a question, meanin I'm makin statements, not russian
But I'm a czar, climbing charts with every line
Cause I'm spitting these monkey bars, admit it
I got the sickness heads bobbin without at twist
I'm ruthless like 7th heaven, just minus the little sis
But the trappers only wanna hear the curse, words
Fresh to death like a nigga ride in a hearse, word?
So I'mma fuck the drama baby mama's off the streets
Cause I'm destined to blow like a woman with no teeth!
Yezzir!

Hook

Time Will Only Tell if we the next to blow!
Yeah We Know This!
Time Will Only Tell if we the next to blow!
Yeah We Know This!
Time Will Only Tell if we the next to blow!
Yeah We Know This!
Time Will Only Tell if we the next to blow!
Yeah We Know This!