SC Static & Zoo - Cracked Asphalt Streets [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Cracked Asphalt Streets Lyrics

(Static’s Verse)
I ain’t mixing socially the way that I’m supposed to be
Violence is the only one desire that can focus me
Vicious with the words and defiant with the poetry
My body is detached from the mind that’s controlling me
Say your Hail Mary’s as you die with your rosary
Plate tectonics are the science that the motions be
Making predictions that the Mayans couldn’t oversee
It’s like my future self is in alliance with the older me
Infinitely spittin' sicker lines uncontrollably
I ain’t going nowhere I'mma rhyme till you notice me
Only smoking trees with the finest of potency
Watch you O.D. as you die as a hopeless fiend
Nocturnal souls of this environment took over me
I’m ready to die when that time is approaching me
You get the shepherd, I'mma get the sheep
Cause the wolves get the night shift and lions never oversleep

(Zoo’s Verse)
I don’t roll with an army with helicopters and missiles
I don’t ride with a gang with sawed-offs and pistols
Cracked asphalt streets, corner store bodegas
Rockin’ the black and grey, making plays like the Oakland Raiders
I got more wordplay then scholars playing scrabble
I’ll Seth Green you in the river, leave you without a paddle
Handing out bars, like I gotta strip of Xanys
Grab the bull by the horns if you a rat like Sammy
Rhetorically I could roll with a rap click
Three G’s over your head and through your legs like a hat trick, you slap dick
Fuck authority, right away I turn defiant
Like Mike D'antoni tryna coach Kobe Bryant
My heart's so cold, weapon of choice is an icicle
I cheat to fuckin' win, Lance Armstrong on a bicycle
If life's a bitch then I'm a frantic pimp
An iceberg in the ocean, I made the titanic sink
So have a drink and kick back
Before I get pissed off and snap you in have like a Kit Kat
It was bound to happen yo another white kid rapping yo
Difference is you're Macaulay Culkin and I'm DiCaprio
Fuck it when I die bury me with my journal
Shows the stripes of a writer and therefore I'm a Colonel
A nocturnal predator, sleep during the day
Stalking the snare and base to savagely slay my prey

(Chorus x2)
When you see us we probably rolling deep
A couple hounds out the wolf pack looking for the perfect beef
You get the shepherd, I'mma get the sheep
Cause the wolves get the night shift and lions never oversleep

(Static’s Verse)
I walk the streets looking for a penny to pinch
Asking every homeless man if they can lend me a cent
So I can cop some dank kush with the deadliest stench
Give you a homemade drink mix of Henny and piss
I get furious when looking at the pain in my past
Started writing on behalf of all my heinous attacks
For every murder I’ve committed there’s a blade of the grass
Never premeditated, they’re just spontaneous acts
So I made a shit list and I paid them all visits
Every fake ass fuck that was making me livid
Then inside of a cave is where I take them as victims
To be my personal servants and work as slaves in the kitchen, ahh
Give you a self-inflicted fatal sickness
So that the needle’s the only thing that can satisfy your veins addictions
Carve up your body make some blade incisions
And cause enough blood to overflow Romans ancient irrigation systems
Too much knowledge can be dangerous
An elevated mind speaking native tongues that the ancients did
Two feather pens within fingertips
As I write with both hands simultaneous in different languages
My clenched fists leaving swollen faces
So now it’s time for me to go expose your fakeness and your total gayness
I’m getting lifted making noble statements
Cause I’m smoking J’s and using bible pages as my rolling papers
On this mic, every beat I devour
I’m the darkness to the light you haven’t seemed to peak out of
I’m a long reigning emperor of Egyptian power
I went to Pisa, Italy and leaned on the tower
Get carved back in history, get archived to it
Erased from this earth, here’s the hard drive to it
A dark vibe to it, this some car ride music
Although there’s risk involved I hope the smart minds use it
I see these phonies tryna act more street
And I just look at them as food see cause that’s more meat
But still they feel the urge and need to pack more heat
Cause danger walks amongst these Cracked Asphalt Streets