Emilio Rojas - Give The World To You [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Dave Schuler]
No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
Like the air that I breathe, you’re all that I need…

[Verse One: Emilio Rojas]
Yeah, my mother was white, my father a spic
My grandparents on my mama side, both of ‘em is racist as shit
And my father fathered homie on the day that we met
It was 18, ten years since my father had dipped
I ask him how he didn’t send my mama cash to help out
When I was telling all my neighbors I’m the man of the house
And I was running ‘round the hood and handing ass whippings out
‘Cause I was young, I had to handle myself
I used to stand by myself, all alone
In the city where so many grew up at but not a lot of people are grown
If they ain’t be leaving that home and I be leaving my home
And I raped the game like I don’t know the meaning of no
I remember when my teachers were treating me like a pile of shit
Said I won’t amount to shit, then I got a scholarship
They ran their mouths and said I got the shit ‘cause I’mma spic
I thank God that I gotten out of it, yeah

[Hook: Dave Schuler]
No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
Like the air that I breathe, oh you’re all that I need
No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
I take my own life to give the world to you

[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
Now I ain’t wanna go to school, I applied when the application was due
I went a few semesters and decided I was through
I moved out of my city to a room without a view
It didn’t even have a window in it for looking through, right?
Illegal tenants in that one bedroom, we couldn’t even fit a bed in
The floor was where we slept in, two is in the living room
And two is in the bedroom but I ain’t ask for help
I had to prove my independence, my sister stealing food for me then
I was getting desperate, she call and checking up
And acting like it’s just a check-in
But how the hell the Devil seem to know the way to Heaven?
They just give me ultimatums, homie, no one make suggestions
Ain’t no answer to my prayers, I ain’t praying with a question
Critics went from praising me to hating what I’m penning
I ain’t changing my direction, they just changing their perception
‘Cause everybody saying I’mma get it

[Hook]

[Verse Three: Emilio Rojas]
In my city in the Summer, there’s a murder a day
That’s why I tell my mother I’mma move her away
Shit, I got enough cash, she call the movers today
We put her inside a beautiful place, I want my sisters around
Want my people and my nieces around so I can live the high life
And keep my feet on the ground, my memories are made
By what I’m dreaming about ‘cause I’m so close to reaching it now

[Hook]