Mobb Deep - Hoodlum [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Havoc]
Sometimes it feels like the whole world is against me
But is it the Henny that bend me; I be in the zone
Gazing at the walls, deppressed, iggin' the phone
They take it personal, but only a minor few can understand
What a nigga feeling; 41st 'til I die motherfucka..(No doubt)
I'm still breathing. You a must son, we full bread
You ain't my dog, trying to infiltrate my clique is you
I get wit you, handle that on a later note
We o'er-dose every day the death is so close
I'm trying to tell these cats, but I let them do they thing..
Ready for the bad news 'til the phone ring
Son is dead, now I'm irate over my head seeking revenge son
Bent son on your behalf trying to laugh

[Prodigy]
Check out the drill-dun, conceal guns, play the hum
For real son's leaning back checking out the action
On the benches we drinkin X's
Yo twirl dat shit, while I spark this...
Chocolate burn it down like an arsonist
Pull out the miz cause its time to bring the biz to kidz
And blow all hell fire out ya empire
Your Livest wire couldn't make my mobb expire or retire
I'm letting off 'til my arms tired
You set quite wit my head full of riot
Our buyers, it clear for your ear to hear
I declared only live niggas rap this year
'96-I lost my dun; '97-It got worse.. fuck it
Somebody out the team, got to get merked..
And sat down you play the background when shots sound off
Flashbacks of how my man is gone, K.B. forever in my memory
I spill some Henny then I keep it moving

{Chorus}:
Yo, Do our thing, Hold it down, we got this, rockin' this
Ain't nobody stoppin this Rakim and Infamous
Rec the hood for you and yours-No doubt crash the bars
You don't really wanna go against the source

[Big Noyd]
Surprise open eyes, peep the foulness, the wildness
Its bug, niggas thugs in the projects you holiday thugs
Ease up all that illin' and grillin'
Get ya melon lit up, you niggas is butt
You want me, I'm right in QB, what?
Where you find me at sippin Congac from a cup
With my heat next to my nuts
Never afraid to pull it and bust
Slug rushin to your head like dust
But that wasn't enough this one was kind of tough he squeezed back better believe he no longer breath-black
Fuckin wit these Queens cats
I got dreams of raising my little queen and nobody gonna stop that
In fact black, if you come at me don't come sloppy
All my baby girl got is a papi to guide her
Through this world of hatred
And I die to see that she make it
And die to let the next man take it, is you stupid, UM...

[Rakim]
Yo, you wanna come test, son it's massive stress
Penalties of death, pay your last respects
We harass your rep if you slept or half step
We adapt to see what we can master next
After sex pass the bless for after effects
Relax through stress, do math and set, mad connects
Cash the check to get assets we blast techs
Dealing with the mental aspects in chess
So retreat your troops, if you Dunns come to shot
Get greeted by a twenty-one gun salute
I keep 'em leery of the deadly "7 MC" theory
Soon as they hear me, I release "Lyrics of Fury"
And quick to say a poem that ricochet in your dome
My clique made me leave the nickel-plated at home alone
So I can get the cheddar and be the better trend setter
The 18th Letter Forever, what

{Chorus 2X}