Lucky - Temptation [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Lucky 7 6 degrees of separation who's your top 5 dead or alive in just 4 bars 3 minutes waitin' too devil to advocate em' God is first never mistaken now no more naming rappers outside me myself and I then satan forget all about that last one that was full of shit and when I rap I'm growing teeth and hair and tales from the crypt I'm just spazzin' on these tracks when I flip my trigger lip never programming my chip I sever the head of the devil when I rip and whether it's year one or ice age I'm climbing octagon fight cage I'm headed right for your rib cage with a semi-automatic or a switch blade not measured by my weapon I'm steppin' until the world ends if life's a bitch consider you those asshole boyfriends is that what you do is that what you're into hit her and crash and return her back like a rental look at your life you're not a man look what I've been through if I see you in the street and you touch a girl I'll go mental it's Lucky bitch

There's a reason to this life there's more than what we're livin' in are you standing up to fight like a knight or are you just givin' in to temptation temptation temptation in this world that we're livin' in

What if God cut off an inch of our dick every time we cheated but girls trust me you don't get off that easy you think struttin' around dressin' sleazy's the only just to please me girl I'd prolly want it more if you would tease me just an E-ny meanie miny moe I catch a tiger by the toe that shit that you do for attention makes you look like such a ___ do you really wanna be a one night stand or a random beat like the one that I'm rippin' and steppin' on under my feet and it's unique how these girls go from good to bad bad to good good girl turned bad it's understood that if you keep disrespecting yourself then I will take a stab and forever you'll be wantin' the guy that you can not have Lucky

The industry is full of punks the rap game is a bitch I should wear a bag over my head just in case hers rips a rapper spits a verse and the whole game flips I should get a tat of a tear on my face cause I murdered this shit man it's Lucky and I'm nasty and I'll rash it for the rest of it I'm turnin' more heads than the exorcist I'm the best of it even the hottest label they couldn't even invest in it but clearly I'm a profit just spittin' the newest testament I'm hungry and hiphop needs me until the death of it so I'ma stick around and talk shit to whoever's left of it your quest in it I question it cause you're all about your buck and I'm not on the radio man cause I don't suck and with my fans I will never turn my back I promise to keep it real I'm not Hollywood I don't act no label to label me anything and that's a fact I just want my complete autonomy in this industry full of wannabes I'm that fire that bakes the wind when it shakes the earth when it quakes I'm just a human I sin and I make mistakes surrounded by fakes I'm the realest and if you doubt it watch me take down Britney in that school girl outfit Lucky