Elemett - Dreams Money Can Buy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(2Pac Intro)
[Verse 1: Elemett]
Living Life, Makings of a star
Who'd of fucking thought I'd take it this far
I mean, C'mon a mixtape man
I thought you was done, gonna stick to the plan
Of being a fucking actor and get a fucking shit lo-
Of Green and sit on top of it like I was Cee-Lo
I don't know, maybe I'm just nervous
Cause I'm starting to think that acting's not really worth it
Let's face it
I know there always be the fact that I could go ahead and live out've my parents basement
Male side of the brain, gotta think positive
Cause I all I'm doing right now is being too evocative
So here I am, in another medium I meddle
Cause I promised myself and my Dad that I would not settle
Cause he couldn't make it, cause his Dad killed his dream
And he ended up working for a publishing company
It's cool, Dad, I understand
Never give up, Keep your chin up, yo, and take it like a man
So here this for you. I know we don't see eye to eye
But respect the fact that my dreams they can't buy
Dreams money can buy, It seems they get cheaper by the motherfucking season
So to all you that question why I act?
There you go, there's the motherfucking reason

[Break]

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I feel like I have a face full of makeup
Wash it off, you can see the demons tryna wake up
Tryna pull me back deep into those dark days
Where the only thing I had in this life was my fucking name
More like the guy who wrote The Catcher in the Rye
Afraid to be in public, locked in a cage, no sight
Of a Key. Like a bad American Idol Audition
Loneliness is cancer, but right now I'm in remission
That's why I'm in the middle of the Quad tryna solicit
These people's friendships, sometimes nobody fucking listens
To what I have to say, it's like each and every day
Haven't talked to God in a while, So I lost my ability to pray
Sometimes I can't believe how cold I really have become
No emotion in my soul, man, I've gone completely numb
So there's no chance of revival, I'm the Walking Dead
Mind blown, mouth agape, from these images in my head
That's why I play it off, but really I'm fucking stressing
Cause I'm always forgetting to always count my fucking blessings
No heaven in sight, roommates with the Devil
Driving too long on this bottom like Neville
Dreams money can buy, I think I'll buy five and give 'em a try
Yeah
So no more looking back on my life till the day that I die