Le Tito - On Tape [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse1]
Runaway from the bullshit
Runaway from hell
Runaway with a little bit of help
From the magic dust
Blue pill what a rush
Time to take you home with me now
Like your my own whitney
No protection
Come get me
Got my brains living in a fucking cell
I would rather go to hell
Baby mourn with me
We've lost the track of time
Forget about that come here under
I fuck crazy don't u know they
Call me dignity plunder
We love all day we love we love all night
We real high shorty
Hope you ain't afraid of heights
Cause i ain't scared nothing
No fear of fucking life
We all want the same
But it ain't nothing nice
Mo money mo problems i
Should follow big's advice
They say love's a gamble
Come here and blow the dice

[Hook]
Watch what you say
I got it on tape
Speaking truth to people will bring drama always
Baby this ain't no game
Yeh
Da'fuck am i saying?
Watch what you say
I got it on tape
Speaking truth to people will bring drama always
Baby this ain't no game
Yeh
Da'fuck am i saying?

[Verse2]
Step away from the drama
Give me some space
Nasa
Excuse the delay
How could i say
Your ass on mine
Never really had the time
To express my true feelings about you
I may cross the line
Have another glass of wine
Your tab's on me
Cause girl you see
right now your pain's my relief
My heart you think you got it
But along the way you dropped it
Some girl then picked it up
And with her own she locked it
She gave her pussy to me
Couldn't help it i just fucked it
Didn't want to accept it
Now i do and
God i loved it
Maybe i've been unfaithful
But girl you fucked up too
So what you tripping for
You brought this shit on you
That knot you feel down your throat
A gift from me to you
This ain't no god damn L O V E
I'm fucking through

[Hook]

[Verse3]

I'm the Designer of my world
I call the shots
But sometimes they don't hear me though
Sometimes struggles in life make you see
That this bitch can be real beautiful
And i ain't talking bout the bitch i had
The story with her
Shit was kinda sad
I felt like john and her she my own yoko ono
But shit see now i'm kinda glad
That i'm done with her
Sometimes it hurt
And why we quit
That hole shit's a blur
She's the one who shot me
But yet she claiming
She's the one with blood staining on her shirt
Ain't that a bitch
Damn
Your just a thing of the past
Runaway from you fast
And when i catch an old photograph
Not sure if i should cry or laugh
Suddenly i'm a fucking asshole
Lift your glass to me
When you'll be all done with your blasphemy
I know you still have that big thang for me
Fuck your pride
Come and talk to me
Like jodeci
Its a thing of the futur or past
Look away cause the present never last
One game that we lost with each other
Two games that we'll play for the same

[Hook]