Jay-Sin - Ghetto Symphony Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Don't play no tricks no David Blaine
I don't do it for the money I just do it for the fame
And I'm outta control, no way to be tamed
No Heisenberg they all know my name
Got more dough than the pizza boy
Turn the volume up, I'ma make some noise
I be turning up 24/7 and I don't really care if they say that I got a weak voice
You already know I go hard on this beat, and I always keep it raw no piece of meat
It's a piece of cake, anything that I do, if you ever wanna win first you gotta go and lose
Don't sip no lean I be tryna stay clean, skinny's in my DNA like I wear them genes
Got my Persian rugs don't need no drugs, if you doing that meth all I say is yuck
So-Cal, born and raised, hope my rhymes be leaving em' amazed
Been rapping ever since the 9th grade
Make a life for yourself, no such thing as fate
Cuz you only got one life left to live and it ain't no DMV, no waiting
No bugattis, saving all my gas money, what you laughing at fool I ain't tryna be funny
Let's see who be laughing when I take yo honey, you think that's funny, man you got nothing on me
One man's trash is another man's treasure, and yo ex be the one to fill my life with pleasure