King Los - Angel (Dirty Money Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Uh, Zero
Los
It's like this how it's supposed to happen, you know?
When it comes to the pursuit of more
Why the fuck would I settle for less?
I'm ready
Got angels around me now, heheh

Yeah, yeah, yo
Ayo, I'm laughin' at the critics in the booth
I just throw on the Raybans
And pour a lil' liquor in my juice
My flow ain't a critical dispute
I push myself so hard -
It could be considered physical abuse
Life like a circus when it come to this fame
I been walkin' the tightrope for years, jugglin' pain
Had to struggle to gain
You can see the thrill in my eyes
I like to shake these niggas hand
And feel the girl in they vibe
I'm leavin' niggas by the curb on this ride
There's something buried inside
That felt different back when Gerald was alive
Yeah, I'm on my grind, whatchu whinin' and mad for?
I ain't throwin' shade, you can't shine in my shadow
Compare my voice to the pathetic in you
Pardon my rhetoric, but you better get etiquette school
You embellish irrelevance you unintelligent fools
And you lack the vernacular that deems you eligible
Walked through hell and I'm cool
Swim through the pool of forbidden water
Hell fire, scorch I lived it amidst the torture
Hardships distortion, unfortunate misfortune
Ultimate grief for it's no ultimate resources
These courses I ran made a man of me
It's funny how I used to think pain made a family
Love harder, but love only bring the pain
All that shit confusin' as a bitch, and it seem the same
Seen the game from angles you couldn't imagine
It's pushin' your luck to say I'll never be pushin' a Phantom
I'm from where it get heated in the trap
If you get beaten in a scrap
Then you reachin' for ya strap
And it's funny how they greet you with a dap'
How the hug you, tell you to stay up
Before they bring you an attack
If I ever feel defeated with this rap
It's a wrap, I will literally chase
Success down and beat it with a bat
I'm a heathen when I zap
There's a reason that I rap
You will never see the day nor
The evening that I slack
No stressin', progression is no question
And tribulation with no faith is no blessin'
No guessin', and I'm so sincere
That I'm so on yo ass if you don't concur
Cuz rappers all fake like smoke n' murrs (mirrors)
And I've been known to snap like spoken word
Audiences, y'all ridiclous and hardly vicious
Guard ya trenches, be conscientious, y'all all pretenders
And I'm from where the choppas be
Where niggas get bagged like a shoppin' spree
Way nice, I'm on my Ray Rice, it ain't no stoppin' me
And that's just what they do for fun
And if you standin' next to him, that's a two for one
Welcome to The Wire, where we hirin' a goon or two
It'll look like we made flyers for ya funeral
Who are you to judge me? Assuming you above me
But you never been around for all my beautifuls and uglys
Trust me, I ain't even on my third style
I ain't even start reachin' in my word pile
With no words I could make ya girl smile
With four words I could make the world bow
Y'all niggas thorough? How? Let's get this real clear
I been thru everything - and I'm still here
Some say I'm cocky - too conceited
But they ain't see all the superficials I superseded
No more fallin' - Forever standin'
And this time when I take flight, I'm never landin'
Wavin' at everything be-low
Had a smoky past, but my futures so Deebo
Watch what you record, and I ain't talkin' TiVo
Meet me in the sky mothafucka, Zero