Frank Mcfly - Grammy Speech [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Grammy Speech

Verse (Frank Mcfly)
Living in the hunger games
Go to sleep with hunger pains
Dreams of having kicks
More kicks than at the dunk exchange
Wake up I ain't got shit
Shit, But them stomach pains
Phone calls from fake friends
I need a number change
Pray to The Lord for strength
Every thing going to be alright
Sit back take a hit and sip
I'm feeling real nice
Not concern with the haters
I'm just after this paper
She thinking we got potential
I ain't even trying to date her
I hit it then I'm skating
Where I'm from they don't be playing
Just erasing
Open fire
Bullets grazing
Parents praying
I'm from the ville never ran never will
It's you kill or you just be killed
It's the place you need more than heart
Need ambition and street smarts
Gang violence
One cut, one shot
Please duck
Can we all get along
Bob Markey , one love
Never bite the hand that feed you
Remember don't fear no man
That man yeah he bleeds to

Bridge (Frank Mcfly)
They say let bygones be bygones
It's beef nigga we buy guns
They say let bygones be bygones
It's beef nigga we buy guns

Chorus (Xay Charles)
We from the hood so we know how it goes
And if you got beef better not step out the door
Kill one of ours we gonna settle the score
In the words of Rodney King why can't we all get along
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Verse
Real nigga since day one
We ain't promise to tomorrow
Your day ones be fake ones
So who you gon to call
Them chicks you be chasing I got them on call
And My niggas I ride with
The same the same ones that ball
These Late nights with these headaches
Tryna get my bread straight
Tryna get my mind right
Gotta Organize my time right
Yf-dub y'all know my gang
Music viral y'all know my name
Y'all not fans y'all fam I mean that
Y'all not fans y'all fam I mean that

Bridge (Frank Mcfly)
They say let bygones be bygones
It's beef nigga we buy guns
They say let bygones be bygones
It's beef nigga we buy guns

Chorus (Xay Charles)
We from the hood so we know how it goes
And if you got beef better not step out the door
Kill one of ours we gonna settle the score
In the words of Rodney King why can't we all get along