K. Jayz - Too Far Gone [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro - K. Jayz]
Yeah
Aha
Okay
I’m too far gone
Man these niggas can’t see me
I’m so fuckin’ original, these niggas can’t be me
Already know I’m the realest on the line
Motherfuck these niggas, they ain’t even worth my time
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[Hook - K. Jayz]
I’m too far gone, niggas don’t even know
Rappin’ so fast, niggas can’t even catch up to my flow
I blow so many trees like a hurricane
It make me feel good and it ease the pain
What the fuck was you thinkin’ fuckin’ with me, nigga?
What the fuck was you tryna accomplish?
When you hear me on a track I don’t waste my time..
I fuckin’ demolish
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[Verse 1 - Heartxbeat]
I’m too far gone
I mean I’m too far gone
And if these niggas is deaf
Ugh, I’m too far gone
I’m up in my zone and I’m sippin’ Patron
Niggas is dumb and I’ll aim at your dome
You girls are all easy, she givin’ me dome
Ahh, welcome back back in my city
Girl showin’ me titty
Sippin’ on this licky
Blowin’ loud, that sticky
Droppin’ niggas, no missle
Poppin’ nigga-lysicle
I’m sick as fuck with this lyric shit
Them niggas dumb and I’m spacin’
Up in the booth and I’m turnt to the max
And I make all these head with the Mac in the ‘lac
And I back and I back
On the track I attack
*pat pat pat pat*
Can you get that?
Keep up with the flow with lyric of the real
Cause I’m too sick
That lyricist spittin’
But them niggas ain’t chief
I’m the (cough) murder-est lyrical
Spittin’ this cynical
Demonical
Actually I make it look tragically
Matter fact…
Let me stand back when I spit this fact all on the track
I rap rap, and I rap my raps
Can you rap that? Can you hit that?
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2 - Trill Will]
Bitch I’m in my zone
Too far gone
That loud pack got me stoned
I treat that bank, but whip a drank
Step back and do my thing
In the streets, they call me boss
But I’m not tatted like Ro$$
Don’t need no stress, don’t need no bitch
Hit the clubs is what I do best
Blow the kush to relieve some stress
See the block and make some cash
8-6-4, candy paint
Swangin’, bangin’ blowin’ stain
Ciroc on the rocks
Ice cold, like my heart
Don’t want no shit? Don’t start no shit
Talkin’ out, that’s out yo neck
Cause I got goons, I got straps
I got Bloods and Crips on deck
All ready to rep they set
And stomp yo ass for the hell of it
Trill Will be the name
Don’t play with me, I ain’t no game
I’ll beat yo ass, take yo bitch
And put yo ass to shame
Most these rappers they so lame
They so lame
I’m just ridin’ in candy-painted Chevy with the flames
They so lame
These rappers lame
And my Too Far Gone flow put they shit to shame
K. Jay!
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3 - K. Jayz]
Stop
Hol’ up
Let a real nigga begin
If you’re not tryna rap for the music
Then nigga, you will never win
I came to talk about a life that I been through
Nigga, fuck you and your motherfuckin’ crew
I’ma come in and let it do what it do
I’m stupid high, what the fuck I’m gon’ do?
Nothin’, I’m just gon’ fuckin’ vibe
Do not kill my fuckin’ high
Cause if you really blow my high
Then you, sir, you must fuckin’ die
I’m playin’
I’m jokin’
My mind is just in motion
I’m provokin’ everything I’ve broken
That means hearts, that means tokens
To a better life, to a better place
To a better high, to a better state
I’m too far gone to fuck with you
Cause I’m in the sky
Shit, outer space
This rap shit is easy
All these rappers sound so cheesy
I’m after that fuckin’ green
That green nigga
Luigi
Real only recognize real
So you can get the fuck outta my face if you not
All these other niggas are tryna claim that they are
But they talk about the stuff they bought
Hmm
Hip-hop has really changed
It can never really just be the same
I need to find some other rappers who can rap like me
And take hip hop back to the original game
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[Hook]