KiD Xandre - God's Gift [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro plays]

[Hook]
Tryna' live..
Tryna' make a great image..
Capture this picture, yeah.. Figure this scrimmage..
My Play bout' to make history!
Can Somebody get this right here on film for me?!
Cause we gon'- Cause We gon'

[Verse]
Tryna' Make
More money than the miles on a car mileage
Why everyone i tell that to lookin' like he wildin'
Can't a nigga think better than the moves you make?
If they hesitate to answer that, Then them dudes too fake
So leave the presence of them niggas like the room ain't safe
And if they ask you why you leaving, Say I'm too awake!
Nigga-Nigga I was born in a shoe house
I guess i got the ace of spades, You know a full house?

But you won't find me in the mix of all these complicates
Out here getting heartbreaks and 8o8's
Cause' I been changed the meal on my plate
A whole menu, A whole new everything! (everything!)
This next move might take me to the moon and stars
While I'm at it, Might as well buy a brand new house, new shoes and cars

Or that wedding ring my father couldn't buy for my moms, For 20 years now
And finally get em' married tomorrow'
But this just another story of a young rapper
With a highschool class full of young bastards
Who only knew him by the name of young casper

Who was already spiritual lyrical, But nobody ever really knew him though
Until a challenger set em' up for a rap battle, His own funeral
Then all the sudden everybody knew him though
Since then he been making ILL real music bro

And guess who always been the first to click play on his bro
That same killer at the funeral, Skipping class like the usual
And instead of trouble..heh.. she got props from the school principal
What an embarrassment, he later went home that day, and got fed comparisons
His own mother would've probably even laughed at him

Only if she wasn't so focused on straight bogus
Telling him his future looking more like bad magic
HA HA, (Hocus Pocus!)
Now he out here Looking like Houdini
Til' she spent all day inside and finally saw him on TV
Look now, heh..Her sons so dreamy

Hardly speak in the house, So in the booth he speaks freely
And control everything like his dreams be
Watch ya' mouth when you talkin' about me mama', Do you read me?
(Yes T), Yeah that's right, Respect me!
I mean no disrespect see, But I'm God's Gift
So properly address me or you just might miss me this Christmas
Thank God in 92' i was addressed on ya' wishlist
Or i wouldn't be here to tell this message...

[Bridge]
I'm God's Gift! [7x]

[Hook]
I'm tryna' live
Tryna' make a great image..
Capture this picture..figure this scrimmage
My play bout' to make history!
Can somebody get this right here on film for me!?
Cause we gon'- Cause we gon'-Cause we gon'
Cause we gon'- Cause we gon'- Cause we gon...

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