Noelz Vedere - Pulse [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Noelz Vedere]
Hold that, open drum, you know the weight is not false
I been that, chosen one, since the day of my pulse
I am V6'n mean whippin' that motor run, peel back he's lost
This is what you get when you harvest Martin Luther
In gardens of the sewer where Spartans are the future
The odds of being neutral is thin
Gotta be cautious bout who truly is ya friend
Gotta work smarter so the movement could begin
The earth is revolving and we moving at the end
I'm tryna resolve the execution of a man, of women
Of my family, my enemies or anyone attached to me
Or anyone that's damaged as a modern being while it leads to a common thing
See we all live by the pulse, die by the pulse
Grew up wanting more so we strive by default
If you don't see me one day alive its the fault
Of myself for not assigning my right to revolt
I see me going, 3 wheel motion, moving off balance but keep it rolling
Moving off talents G-O-D done loaned me
Tryna give class hope my teachings potent
Demons wanna leave my P-O-V all open
Keep my lights cued when I drive thru the dark
Shots fired see the spark, don't cry no remorse
Most dont even look em in they eyes when they fall
They just be lifted while they buds be killing
Cause the shots more accurate when you higher/hire the arc
Let's stop the battling we are titans at war
We all living life till its gone


[Hook]
(woman voice: Its all in the pulse)
Bet a kneel third day I rose
On my throne looking down blowing dope
Keep it real 'till the day that I die
Either that or its straight suicide

Ima get it till I'm gone - it don't matter the cost
I done been a real one - since the day of my pulse
Since the day of my pulse (4x)


[Verse 2: Noelz Vedere]
(man voice: Its all in the pulse)
Hold up... Five, four, three, two, one
The ones that die by the gun always live life on the run
What have I now become, went from the guy with no funds
Straight kickin' on the block getting drunk
Let's find us some fun, I gotta 4-5 in the trunk
This before four fives hit my lungs, that's 20 years young
Of inhaling the earth with a culture that's engulfed for the love for abuse
They up with the juice, best way they feed into the pulse
Is fueled taking others for use, now I'm hung on a nouse
I think I suffer substance abuse, from all of these drugs that is used
To keep up with the news, don't wanna know the terror outside
You wanna know the weather outside? (still raining / reigning)
Killing with the blood on my fangs and I still taste it
Misdemeanors turn into dangerous lead cases
Little kids is running the state and they seem ageless
Standing 7-1 and they banging like Wilt Chamberlain
God we sent you one too many angels worth breathing
Dirt season full of hurt beings
No preaching dont alert jesus, church thesis don't advert demons
Picture one living the obvious tryna become a star at it
But the street give a pulse in him to move right
They don't got no guardian so they seeing an audience
When they be posted all up in the blue lights
And I still wonder why I was born alive on the borderline
They want my soul to die with no multiplies
But I'm supposed to rise when I posterize
On God...

[Hook]
(woman voice: Its all in the pulse)
Bet a kneel third day I rose
On my throne looking down blowing dope
Keep it real 'till the day that I die
Either that or its straight suicide

Ima get it till I'm gone - it don't matter the cost
I done been a real one - since the day of my pulse
Since the day of my pulse (4x)