Non Phixion - Drug Music [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
What is the most important thing in-in Uncle Howie's life?
Drugs... drugs and music

[Hook x4]
"My drug music, theraputic to the user" - Mobb Deep
{*scratches*} Non Phixion - slam dance to it

(Verse One)
Y'all valley of the dolls, married to the mob
Fuck carry at the proms sabotage your god with the chron
Call my Dusk wildin, the rap Dennis Hopper, Black Helicopters
Smash a teleprompter blast in front the Black Sabbath concert
First role hospital nurse blow
Life is good in the hood and when I skis it snows
Portable hard drugs autoshotguns we got thugs
Get my cock sucked by rock groupies and pop sluts
Weird chicks, with big titties and pierced clits
Exotic dancers in love with Bill the fuck you think
Catch me at the bar, tripping off the drugs and drink
Bloods and Crips, coke dealing thugs and pimps
Under the influence of things I bring to drug music
To shootin' you up, with dope beautifully composed narcoctics
Its diabolical, your like a crack head prostitute
Without the loot, witness the music that's responsible

[Hook x4]

(Verse Two)
I'm fighting a war inside my mind, the more I've lost, the more I find
The mortified towards the skies, open wide rain warm
You get ya brain torn, brain storm till the pain gone
We gon' unify the streets against the beast so get your gang on
Hang on for life, OD, relevant drugs
Herion buzz, my team some intelligent thugs
Y'all fear emotion, my crew pack the dance floor
Like dance more me and my man's whore snap y'all like ham haul
Its like a jungle sometimes we life in gangland
Brooklyn, criminals thieves thugs and hoodlums
Cats'll pull they gun out, take over ya drug route
Then blow off ya legs and feet and order you to run out
I'm in a three piece on the streets like peace peace
But got guns for you cats who wanna see a cease beef
I don't breathe right, my life don't seem right
I don't see nights, and won't until my whole family eats right

[Hook x4]

(Verse Three)
I cop this Buick with the seats pulled out in the back ways
I keep an ugly pack a villains like killers and crab gangs
Some are religious fastness, some are hype, some others blastin
Some are dead or in jail fathers or young bastards
I pump the drug music, abuse beats I been through it
S.P's and MPC's, OZ's and QP's
Coke rocks to M3's Get jerz to VP's
Work our way up, we dont give a fuck who gets stuck
Getcha ate up, we saw the world layin' the cut
I coulda went to college, stay in bed with drug scholars
Prayin for bricks, fancy whips plants n kicks
Exotic chicks...tongue pierced blow with the pussy flicks
Like click click, the paparazzi trippin' off six
Ripping off kids, the shorty cat who whips with the clip
Like I'm in Vegas with a trunk a coke
Up in ya projects and ya never know I'm sellin soap
Smellin the dope
Hold the pope in Brooklyn how we took his wallet plus his laptop
Jumped in the whip, skidded to the neighbor's crack spot

[Hook x4]