Medslaus - Marie [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
I get no kick from champange
I get no kick from champange
I get no kick from champange
I get no kick from champange
(I get no kick from champange)
(I get no kick from champange)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
You silly, wishing for a miracle with no work
How you gon' past the test If you ain’t do your homework?
On my back giving boulders
So I take it slow
Still these niggas taking notes
Cuz I wasn't made like most
Been tripping with bad vision, thinking maybe it's my pigment
My brother got no guns, still the pigs might kill him
Simple stresses of living
But imma send the building up
Won’t let them take my life before Medhane get enough
So I'm running, running, running like I missed the bus
Making sure these niggas duck
Whenever it get erupt
Team moving, ya'll niggas stuck
Ha, got them stuck on that [?] shit
Too busy waiting on the mailman
With their [?] in the cash crop
Plotting, scheming and dreaming off fast drops
Push their beamer through the hood with the roof off
'Cos it don't feel too good when the news on
Too good when the news on
No, it don't feel too good when the news on

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm tired, I'm hoping they told me he came (Came, came)
When there’s no prayer, how the fuck we eat cake
[?] (Maze)
I’m stuck in my ways
They told me he came (Came, came)
I'm tired of hoping, they told me he came
When there’s no prayer, how the fuck we eat cake
[?] stuck in my ways, stuck in my ways
They told me he came

[Verse 2]
I see 'em scheming, plotting on me
Keep the finest garments on me
And keep them leeches off me
I be by my lonely
Got these words and my plan
With the words, I will emerge as a man
No time for child's play
I- can't get stuck in the trap my mouth made
There’s no time for child's play
I can't get stuck in the trap my mouth made
Got my own goals, I don't need yours
Got my own gold, I don't need yours
I don't need yours-

[Chorus]
I don't need yours
I don't need yours
I don't need yours, ay
Got my own gold, ay
Got my own gold, I don't need yours
Got my own goals, I don't need yours
[?](Right here, right here)
(Let them eat cake)

[Verse 3]
Fuck your classification
Niggas wack, we erase them
Going from rats in the basement
To crossing maps in the nations
Only problem is patience
My only problem is patience
Look at your list of the greatest
Look where my name is
I can not minimum wage it
Stress on my back till it's breaking
Money let you know you made it
You get that money, you waste it
I get that money, I save it
No conversation, what they all saying
Yeah
You got the skills, you need cake, kid