Ezko - Wake Up [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ezko]
Wake up
Wake up
I gotta get my cake up
Time on the grind
Till we shine
Or it breaks us
Eyes on the prize
To survive all the haters
The lies all the schemes
In a scene full of fakers
So what does that make us?
The realest to do it
N that's law
Speak the truth
And that's all
Tryna make a fortune
In the booth torching
Scorching re-inforcements
Forcing to get a portion
Cosigns, endorsements
Posed to make u important
But My recordings
The arrival of 4 horsemen
With more storming
I'm Mike jordan and George foreman
When I'm performing
I'm the son of the morning
Coulda been an abortion
But I'm here
N blessings come in assortments
So before u talk shit when u don't know me
At least get a glimpse of the long story
Word to Shawn Corey

[Hook: Andy Gruhin]

You were not there, when i started, you can't touch me in my dreams
In the limelight from the darkness, it ain't easy as it seems

[Verse 2: Scolla]
Yeah, OG (Scolla)
Look
Wake up, wake up, Gotta get my cake up
Things are getting ugly, this shit I couldn't make up
I'm turning into greatness, I put that on my maker
I can't fuck up my way to make a liar out my haters (nigga)
You're forewarned, I am God's own
You can't stop a nigga that's forged iron heart strong
Came from the bottom, sort of like the last chip
Now I'm doing backflips to make the struggle past tense
I'm from a spot where they pop up on you like blocka blocka
It's cops and robbers and it's an honor to meet your honor
And survive, I'm telling yall I did
Now I ball like I'm behind eyelids
Dodging situations, haters praying I don't make it
Smoking on some everyday shit, in hopes that I find patience
I'm racing, against time to build legacy
I pray yall understand what's left of me, when I'm gone

[Hook]

[Verse 3: THURZ]
Not a spaniard, but killer gladiator trained
A name you lose or gain - a scar always remains
From broke dreams and sprains - then goin under that blade
Are you not entertained? Mo views for mo pain dang
Blood in my pen, withdrawin it from my vein
Hoping my heart still pumps with the fluid that remains
Insane thoughts running through my brain
Dimethyltryptamine my reality is my dream, any dimension or plane
Plain and simple, fake niggas they claim
They heirs but house niggas - mascots in chains
The treasure in life, is wherever that love at
And it ain't in jail my brother he swore that
Ain't in a groupie bitch, shared pussy is a fact
An A ain't a grade, it's 3 sticks to these dumb cats
So why the fuck would I care what they sayin when they flunkin at life
Minimum wage on the block, nigga roll through twice
I know you see me nigga