Horseshoe G.A.N.G - My Last Song [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Julius Luciano]
Ey, how do I go on from this
I'm mad at life, I got a bone to pick
I feel like me and life broke a wishbone and I got the short end of the bone and shit
My plan A ain't working, and my plan B it don't exist
I got a pot to piss in but my window of opportunity is closed so where do I throw the piss
I gave this game my all nigga, I say it ain't my fault nigga
I ain't to blame, I chase the fame, I can't explain it at all, hold up
Crook paved the way for us raw spitters
But the game just favored you soft niggas
My fame chasin' was pain stakin, now I chase my pain with malt liquor
But I did everything thing that I could
We the best rappers whose name is not Crook
Leave the game, I won't be ashamed but fuck you if you say that I should
Yeah, I was denied my perks, I won't lie, that hurts
Fuck this song, this is my last verse
Wanna get it over with that's why I rap first

[Hook: Demetrius Capone]
I did everything that I could
I did everything that I should
If I could say it again then I would
But I'm tellin' the game that I'm good
(x2)
I gotta say so long, say so long
I can't go on, I ain't that strong
I gotta say so long, why it take so long
I can't go on, this my last song, ohh

[Verse 2: Demetrius Capone]
I didn't get my fair shake
Even though I'm as good as a Wayne or a Drake
I even try to follow Jay's
Blueprint but now I got's to say
So long I'm finished
I don't really understand what God intended
I could have been a nigga on the top
The second coming of Pac but I'm not
Man I don't get it, Yeah, this shit hurt
Tears in my eye as I spit this verse
Talkin' to God, could you lift this curse
Now I gotta find me a different purpose
In life, what to do
All I can tell is the fuckin' truth
Music took me, my brothers' and my mother's youth
Now I just want a fuckin' truce
I'm in love with rap, but my life-long love never loved me back
I done lost every woman I had cause of the love for rap
But now I'm gone, I ain't coming back
I be like fuck niggas, this game's for fuck niggas
This game ain't for real niggas with no skills, nah they don't fuck with us

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Andrew 'Dice' Dinero]
Y'all made me go, go, y'all made me go
Will I come back? Maybe so, so
But maybe no, mothafuck the radio
Mothafuck them videos
Niggas be dressing like any old thing
Wearing them skinny clothes
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, a nigga like me won't pretend to be
Something I'm not, something I'm not, I won't sell my soul to this industry
I'm a grown-ass man with a grown-ass plan
And I won't get fucked on some broke back shit
If you don't understand I'm an old damn man, then yo I'm up, yo I quit

[Verse 4: Kenny Siegel]
Used to love rap, like will I stop? Never
But if it's cold enough to be fuckin' Crooked's
Someone as dope as my older brother, Crook, whose five times better
Over years get to thinkin', will I rhyme ever
I may as well flip a bird, 'till flippin words
Flip a burner or flip a burger somewhere
Rappers talk like they hustlin', and bubblin' but strugglin' in 2 seconds from hustlin' the bus fare
Kind of reminds me of a broke Xbox disc, this game really don't play
All it'll cost is that soul of yours, and every goal of yours, you could believe you gon' pay
Man, I be like fuck niggas, this game's for fuck niggas
This game ain't for real niggas with no skill, nah they don't fuck with us

[Hook]