Soto - Keep it True [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

In a matter of seconds I'm passing whoever's second
Lapping the rest and laughing as I gasp and take a breathe in
Just, add this to my casket collection
Of classic instrumentals I murdered while class was in session
So, don't ask me questions 'bout the past or the present
The only thing that really matters is the path that you head in
Using rap as my passionate weapon, my habit's progressing
No time to be depressed, smiling when I'm actually stressing
My risks are limitless
You livin' gingerly, similar to what Chuckie Finster is
I turn competitors into quitters quick
Like Princeton kids against some dimwits in a trivial quiz
Freshest prince to spit, but no diss to Will Smith
Real shit, I'm the realest, feel this
And if you resist, banana peel it, split or slip
Rippin the rhythm it's imminent that you lift your lips

[Hook]
Keep it true, and believe in being you
It's easy to be a fool when seeing what people do, but
Keep it cool, it's no reason to beat a dude
Just kick up your feet, and let the beat begin appeasing you

They say hell is a hater's paradise
I'm givin' critics vacations whenever I handle mics
Swear on my life I'm never selling out for wearing ice
I'm only getting by homie fuck unnecessary strife
So what's the plan tonight?
You trynna get a gram or slice?
Nothin' fancy like a romantic night by a candle light
The flow is tight, but I'm hangin' loose, staying cool
With new slang to use, while I'm raising the roof
The damage i inflict will make you wish it was fiction
I stay lifted like a dog's leg position when it's pissin'
When it comes to the bong, I'm a frog, i always rip it (ribbit)
See me any time at all and you can witness the commitment
A game changer, I make game breaking plays
More than Diddy changes his name to reclaim his fame
Making a line that's lame is like finding a lion tamed
Dare I say that it's a rare occasion when I'm makin' rhyming statements
They say that you can make it if you have a plan
That's like telling a t-rex if he practiced he can clap his hands
It doesn't happen man
So for now I'm writing classic jams
And snaggin' grams until my eyes resemble Jackie Chan's

[Hook]

Soft spoken, but I go hard against opponents
Flow is sharper than shards of glass, after its been broken
Culprit of the dopeness
Bogus? What are you jokin'?
It's easy to see my buzz approachin' like sharks in oceans
So legit, my punchlines deliver busted lips
Bucket list consist of convincing the world to fuck with this
Consistently crushin' it like fingertips with a bunch of piff
You wanna run with this? Then you better step up your hustle kid
Son of a bitch
Somebody tell him to slow it down
Smoking loud, no doubt he brings a focused sound
Colder than the weather when there's snow on the ground
My only goal is to stay afloat while I'm drowning critics out
Audio version of beast mode
Rare like an auctioneer preferrin' to speak slow
What I'm spittin' is realness, fuck a placebo
Rhetorical flow, do you believe that he's dope?
Indeed so, and I'm repping the east coast
Material is rich like pea coats and speedboats
As far as green goes
I just want the g's yo
Weed and the cheese always trynna increase those
Career is serious, like an epidemic is
Wrote a verse a period fuck that academic shit
Area is rich but my residence is penniless
I'm never sweating it i'll just better it for the benefit

[Hook]