K. Jayz - On the Road (Extended Edition) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook x2]
No, I can’t stop now
I’ve just only begun
I’m on the road to the greater life
A lotta people want it easy
You gotta work
You gotta do what it takes to thrive
Enemies wanna see me fall
But I’ll never give them the satisfaction
Cause I refuse to give up
I’m way too high
I will never see the ground again
Opportunity called, so I picked up

[Verse 1]
I’m rapping up a storm, niggas can’t even compare
I’m rapping up a storm, niggas you better beware
I’m spitting bullets, I rap this shit to the fullest
These niggas be looking stupid, they looking to fucking foolish
Fucking with me, nigga that’s a damn shame
Fucking with me, these niggas didn’t even know my name before I started rapping
You wanna know the magic of how it started?
This shit wasn’t even supposed to happen
Damn, I just started this shit for fun
Now I’m killing every track like my mouth is a gun
I don’t ever ever think I’m number one
But I’m still a real nigga so I’ll still get it done
Cliffwood Avenue, New Jersey – where I used to reside
So many niggas saying they real, but they telling a lie
Fuck these hoes, not even worth my time
I need a real woman who will come into my life
Hit a woman then you are not a human being
False words, like the North Koreans talk
Like all these fake rappers talk
Talking about the shit that they bought
They wanna repeat the fact they can buy us all
Remember that shit
Let us all motherfucking reunite
I wonder what it’s like to smoke some kryptonite
Bloods wanna smoke these Crips tonight
So the only thing left will be blood all night
Niggas wanna be in the back of a ‘lac limo
What you gon’ have to do first?
A fucking demonstration of yourself
Not about your fucking wealth
Not about your swag, or yo’ fucking shoes on your shelf

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me get back to spitting facts while those others niggas just waste racks
It’s been a long time coming, you see
Some other rappers only worried about the currency
They need some act right
They need to know how to rap so they can really compete and feed my appetite
Cause right now, I’m not even decapitating
Not even defecating on niggas
Not even a slap fight
Go ahead and waste time hating me for being honest
You need some honesty, honestly
Honestly, some of you need a reality check
Only in music business to get you a check
It’s so fucking easy nowadays
But some of these niggas need an hourly wage or another profession
Lucky for me, I do both to my perfection
I’m on the road, I’m on my way now
I’m way different, better behave now
Cause if you backstab or fuck with me
Hmph, I think you will learn quickly
The shit that I make is not meant for you motherfuckers never worried about an E-D-U-cation
Getting different every generation
Some’ll work hard, while the others just waste patience
Hmph, don’t even pretend like everything I said ain’t relevant
Only a fuck nigga would deny that
So if a fuck nigga tell you it, don’t buy that
I’m only tryna bring back rap to the way it was back in the day
If I die now, then really remember this song
Let it live forever in a new page, in a new age

[Hook]