FNBe - Loud and the Power [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: SamP]
A legendary feel and it's real, We want the Money & the Power, IT'S OURS!
(Repeat)

[Verse 1: $MARCx]
I used to play that Mario Bros. when I was like 3 feet
Even then I had my
Mind on my green so I picked Luigi!
Fuck keeping it PG! I'm raping beats like it's a hate crime
When the police bring them canines, they'll smell dope and I face time
I facetime my fans on the outside, let em know I'm maintaining
Lot of dudes get locked up and start gangbanging
FALSE CLAIMING! Never the nigga to leave my dogs hanging
None of us shit without the team, one of us win: WE ALL MAKE IT!
19 with a pipe dream to buy stocks and nice things
I'm a cyclops: Contact-high, when I (eye) drop you need Visine!
Moses split the Red Sea, Zak-Mozis split the blunt and Buddah blessed me
RIP the track, and Rest In Peace. We call this here FNBe

[Hook]

[Verse 2: DonBee]
It's the man with the plan for every situat--EXAMMIN ON EM!
Slammin on em! Birds and DonBees got Weezy cannons on em!
Blunts of white ghost, like a phantom, what's the antidote?
The anecdote: you hating. What you smoking boy? We hella dope
Laced with hella smoke, chrome 40 split your cantelope
DonBee4Prez and my raps is like the casting vote
This my speech: AND I QUOTE, "Yeah man you are the GOAT
I'm lying (lion) boy you antelope, that's why I'm aiming at your throat!"
UNQUOTE! Me step down? Boy I'm not the pope
You touch lil boys, just be the pope cuz against me boy you have no hope
Put you in a wider scope, you artichoke, you stand behind your people folk
When you really pussy boy your heart'll choke. LOUD!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Zak-Mozis]
High off living, inhaling word to reefer
We get to Heaven, blessing it with Mary if you see her
Money make hoes want to stay close, evil shit they do
But the only bitch that I'm close to is Sativa
Got that ho if you need her, hate when they judge because I sell
Don't know the struggle, word to K.R.I.T cuz they wasn't raised where I live
Never will I die broke, so when I'm gone throw in them bills
Chasing a rap dream, but until then getting rich off my clientele
That Scarface shit: The World is Yours, but ain't shit given
You stunting niggas, that ain't your dough now is it?
Adjust em to this FNBe shit, closed-minded little children
Teach these dead ass niggas how to make a living!

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Cam Capollo]
I say I'm in the crib sparking, black kid: a target
Thinking about a plan to make more because I'm starving
Police dogs barking, racing just to march in
Divided line...quiet down it's in the music
Wanna get a deal, and I'm sick & tired I feel
Like I'm ill, like that cat from the Ville
Creep like a killer, dressed in all black
I attack like Mac-10's, I sin, and you sin, then we sin
Devour that sour! High for about an hour
Fuck fame nigga, WANT THE MONEY AND THE POWER!
Orig-i-nal, head-chief nigga like a Sem-i-nole
We the Starting 5 on the court bitch we winning now

[Hook]

[Verse 5: SamP]
Tune in, tune in I'm here! No need to worry I appear
It's that nigga banging, slanging, exchanging, criminal-minded sane one
People'll claim ya when........
....like nothing's painted
I'm saying man, I got too many holes in the road
We gotta let these hoes know the ropes, a legendary quote
But to most it's just some other words that I wrote
Console a heathen, but let an angel die from broke
I stroke my bitch's hair back like gel wax
Feeling that I sell JACK for my raps
People be acting like they only thing happening, they silly rappers
Killing rap with ignorant habits, fuck it I'm blasting at any of you niggas thinking backwards
Capping with all my words, murder casualties and all verbs, nigga word!
And when you find me I'm puffing some bomb herb
I'm eagle raw, and y'all niggas small birds. YO