Nocando - Last But Not Least [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Still recording though, while I’m testing it
Yea Yea yea
Mister Mister Mister

Mister nine to five, Mister mister night class
Mister with a son and daughter
Baby momma wife asking
Mister, why we so broke?
Mister when you always working
I don’t see you anymore
Mister I ain’t always certain if I’m
Still in love, Mister never sheds a tear
But they been building up for like six or seven years
Mister, play ball so he can take a hit
He get cut from the team before he quit, quit
Mister small business, Mister took out hell alones
Mister screaming at the bank over the telephone
Mister just put his house up
Mister got a second mortgage
Mister knows the moneys got a flow you can never force it
Mister never forfeits
Mister Marcus hard
Mister know the times are hard
So he’s working twice as hard
Mister eating [?] and ramen noodles for all of his lunches
But dinner is roast beef and roll with the punches

[Hook]
We crash but don’t sleep
We get wrapped up in dreams
We can’t stop to speak
In the rat race, dead last but not least
In the rat race, last but not least
In the rat race, last but not least
In the rat race, last but not least
Last but not least, last but not least

Misses young mother, Misses Mister party ears
Misses pretty pissed cause her baby father’s not here
Misses twelve units and a P T J
OB tricycling at three each day
Misses bank card, credit card Misses E B T
In six months she’ll be LB and operating EKG
Misses when she’s living like the people on the TV screen
Misses sing the blues, Misses BB King
Misses wanna run away, like her father did
Misses do it on her own, Misses fuck a father figure
Miss’s lipstick on her teeth, anybody got a mirror
Misses deeper than she looks, her appearance contradicts her
Misses kissing like a Mannequin
Misses miss handled and mismanaged with her baggage
Yea, she’s Misses disenchanted
Misses feeling like she’s miss-attracted and miss-passionate
Misses never misses a beat, her toes tapping like

In the rat race, dead last but not least
In the rat race, last but not least
In the rat race, last but not least
In the rat race, last but not least
Mister last but not least, mister last but not least

Mister Greyhound from Oakland to the city bus in hollyweird
Mister hold the city holy like he’s got his body pierced
Mister out of here
Mister skype his wife and kids
Mister misses them but he’s life is grinding and something’s gotta give
Mister kinda sighing while he’s writing this
Mister dealing with all of these niggas and they try for shit
Mister finish last every time he play the nice guy
Mister cursing God, quit staring at the night sky
Mister never play the victim, because there’s only one to blame
Mister Jimmy, Mister NoCanDo, Mister James
Mister grab his boot straps
Mister pull himself up by em
Mister ignore the haters and the drama and the liars
Mister wiser than his years, used to be a teen dad
Mister friends are in prison, gotta see em through the glass
But since he left the county he can’t really say he has
Mister wants to pay em back, it sounds wack, it’s a fact
Mister been around the world, put himself to the test
Mister learn a whole lot but now he knows a whole lot less
Mister knows he said at people just to get it off his chest
Mister stress, tried to hide attention, mister I digress

[Hook x2]