New Eraa - This Aint Living [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[2 Pac]
This ain't living
(Nahh not at all)
Nigga!

[Verse 1: New Eraa]
This ain't the life that I had in mind
Waking up just to make seven twenty five
Nine to five is how you survive
But lifes a bitch and then you die, So why try?
Shit, Its been a year since I graduated
My only focus is the music and im sad to it
Sorry momma, Bringing that drama
Yeah thats word to Saba hope she gets karma, nigga
Niggas be trynna get a piece of mine
So at time i escape for a peace of mind
Hol up now I said they're trynna get a piece of mines
So at times I escape, Im just trynna find a place lord send me signs
Yeah i goto pops house just to write a rhyme
But then again thats not enough
Times are tough, I just keep climbing up, Kind of stuck
But I keep on pushing for all my niggas in the cut
Nigga what no crip or blood, But my lyrics do bang like im sticking up
Well this Piece bring me Peace sometimes I wonder
If should go and buy a 9 and take a nigga under
My other side kicks in, Then again i see life through a wider peephole
This for my people working at home depot we know
Im Steve Bico to these music demons
This whole mixtape I cried freedom
(Only if you niggas listened)

[Hook: 2 Pac]

[Verse 2: New Eraa]
Same shit different toilet nigga
(Ayo whats good Eraa, Whats up)
I can't call it nigga but a brothers on the come up
Dummies dieing every day in them streets
Getting caught when they sleep, Niggas love to shit where they eat
Thats an ICU dog if I See You, Its no Biggie
Just call a couple guys who ride with me
The other side will fucking shoot you dead with the heat
Leave ya brains next to ya toes so you can think on your feet
Whats Beef? Thats when you gotta ride thirty deep
I won't stop untill my moms go from counting bills to counting sheep
Them crown-vicks want the next Mike Vick
Crossing their fingers hoping I might slip
Thats when they creep, Stupid niggas
I gotta stay smooth with my movements niggas is shooting
Shit is real like jursulem
Welcome to a world where homeless people Uncle Sam you
Gotdamn they like Rondo with the PanHandles
I can't stand you cops, Why not
Last night on my block a naked man got shot
How could yaull kill him? Yaull fucking vilians
Being praised by a nation that kills our children (Fuck em)
Probation or Incarsceration
Them cacuasions say you black thats your destination
Mistermeanors got my people growing old in prison
On everything i swear to God man this ain't living
Dare somebody tell me different

[Hook: 2 Pac]

[Outro: Eraa]
...(Talks back and forth with self)

Audio Visual
I know life was, Pose to be more than this man
You ain't to just pose to work untill you die
I know theres more than that
Gotta open your eyes man