McEnroe - Fuck You 2K3 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse One: Mcenroe]
Fuck the weak shit talkers who be saying my name
Cause that ain't the way to try to get a little fame
And I'm far from famous but at least I'm not nameless
So the [?] talk shit cause the music is heinous
Fuck the local promoters who screw me while touring
Put their boys on late, I play at 2:00 in the morning
And their crews so wack they drive heads to the exit
Then front on my face like they killed it on some next shit
The only thing that you killed is the vibe in the room
I'm at the merch table chilling, people trying to consume
When I'm on the mic, smoother than Chick Herns
So fuck you, stop rapping it's my turn
And fuck the critics who say I can't rap in the first place
That's absurd, in the worst way
I never claimed to have the cadence of Biggie still
I keep my flows tight and my lyrics are really ill
Fuck the weirdo's who stalk me and Pip
I'm glad to have fans but that shit's ridiculous
Stop sending e-mails with lyrics typed out
You won't get signed, I throw the shit right out
Fuck all the stores that owe me and dog it
Won't pay the bills then play me for product
This isn't charity, Bread Bread's gotta eat
Plus I gotta press vinyl and the prices are steep
Fuck dudes at the merch table having the nerve
To not buy nothing cause they have it all burned
I know times are tough on you, I wouldn't doubt it
But the least you could do is not tell me about it
Fuck George Bush Jr for this bullshit war
Fuck the Senate and the Congress and the Supreme Court
They talk about freedom in the U.S.A
But in the name of freedom people murdered every day
Fuck the big corporations who be screwing us over
Sell us out in reality, killing us slower
Fuck every bad boss, too many to mention
Fuck the Wall Street Wizard who be spending my pension
Fuck a carbohydrate, man I'm all about protein
Now that I'm married, fuck you to the bar scene
Fuck anyone who ever kept me up snoring
Fuck Tim Duncan just for being so boring
Fuck

[Verse Two: Birdapres]
Fuck you very much for ignoring my past work
Supporting every rapper who went out ass first
Fuck I look like, looking for greener pastures
I roll with hired goons and meaner bastards
Fuck rap in general, you in particular
Always on stage and I'm way past sick of ya
Fuck cocaine, fuck E and fuck meth
If you wanna get high, I could give a fuck less
Fuck everybody who's too good for rap
You don't rap too, fuck you, you're wack
Fuck these girls for keeping me distant
And fuck these clubs where my money is misspent
Fuck this DJ, I just came to drink
MC's these days are a waste of ink
But fuck 'em anyway, every last one
For leaving the game under inspired and overrun
Fuck the game, I came to make music
Fuck school up, but nah I ain't stupid
Need to drop an album so fuck the excuses
If they don't stay fresh than fuck these producers
I need drums that girls can strut to
You shouldn't care what the fuck I've been up to
Fuck you for laughing, never had the guts to
If you don't like how I'm living than motherfuck you

[Scratching]
"Eff you"