Sapient - Blissless Yield (RMX) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
I am....
Solid as a rock, you can call me what you want
Always on the job, probly to a fault
Along with my boastful pride
That I won't swallow when I talk
I don't see an heir to carry the torch
But I don't care anymore
I stand on this stage and I share with the floor
Like these words are a prayer to be spared by the Lord
Lumped in this pool, it's so disgusting
Poisoned by the corpses that float above me
I hit the road, alone and hungry
But at least I come home to those that love me

[Verse 1]
The way I'm working every hour is critical
Killin' y'all dreams so foul and despicable
Independent and underground, it's so literal
Yeah, I dig my fingers down in the minerals
They so ignorant like rap life is bliss
Rap like they tough but get slapped like they bitch
You can't hide that's a bad life to live
It's twenty eleven, now act like it is
I don't know what the fuck their mothers taught them
They should quit rap, consider their other options
I'm stompin', out with the humble
Put my boots down, watch huge mountains crumble
Consider hating, then look at your inner
I'm innovating, obliterating all in my path
I got these little babies, they're all that I have
You can't intimidate me, I look at y'all and just laugh

[Chorus]
We tryin' to sell our things, so we can tell our seeds
Not to downscale their dreams
In this blissless business, I wear many hats
Most of 'em LRG

[Verse 2]
You confused, think I'm using magic?
Mind control on they stupid asses
Oh, you don't approve of my brutal tactics
I'm not a goon but my music's savage, homie
Feeling like a work ant some days
Loading up my back with weight
Setting on out to navigate these underground passageways
My back rattling from cans of paint
Yeah, still a letterhead
Still peddling letters like a veteran, never settling
I put in work and earn my bones
And I still say fuck your little urban poems

[Outro]
Mighty evolve
The mighty evolve, only the mighty evolve
My style will change but I'm still Sape
The music will still be beautifully filthy
(repeat till end)