Speed on the Beat - Maturation [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse One: Speed on the Beat]
Drink in the venom of the leaders previous
Think of the levels we can reach in this
Then achieve all the metals that we believe for this
Reason, we reign supreme
Yeah, don't do it, mess with the team
Guess this is Leviticus
Cleansing the Judas from within us
No one will tie the movement down
No subliminals, just truth on this track
I'm done after Unhinged, no more solo bars
And this probably my last shot at the stars
So, if I leave rap alone after this new DAR?
Then I'm good, on the real, we've come so far
And we've set up for the future
So all the new schoolers
Can drink from the well of knowledge that we share
And escape from behind computers
Is it true?, It's damn true
No falsehoods, no angles on this track, my dude
I gave you these cuts, now I just want the paper
I gave you these cuts, now I just want the paper
I gave you these cuts, now I just want the paper
Now open up the trunk before I go catch the vapors (I'm gone)

[Hook: Speed on the Beat]
Little John done put his big boy pants on
Never sleeping so can't be slept on
I left the No-Fi King in the past with no hesitation
So what comes next? A bit of maturation (x2)

[Verse Two: Speed on the Beat]
Emotional, but more KRIT than Drake
Though I started from the bottom, now chill with some greats
Pass me the grape, swisher and I don't even smoke
I'll take a toke for the folks that couldn't be here to celebrate
But I hate when people take yo' beats and don't pay
Like I'm rich or that I just wanna give hits away
To lame dudes that can't even on the beat stay
Competent enough to make it hot, get out the way
Pulling a Kanye, keeping 'em for myself
I made it on my own, I didn't NEED help
But thank God for my team for believing when no one did
But, little Speed done grown up, and flown up a couple lists
And shown up most kids, who doubting me to begin
With, I'm prob'ly better than most on your hitlist
But they still say I'm the shit, kid, I'm on your defacating paper
But messing with me? Excuse me I need a slit wrist
Because I make the track bleed, and it's look anemic
They seen it but they don't understand, until I'm completed
Goldberg but bigger spears,. Bitch, I'm almost undefeated
Almost because I caught a few L's but I'm repleted
KING ain't just a title, though heavy the head
Who wears the crown, but I never bow
Read it and weep bitch. I don't even need this shit

[Hook: Speed on the Beat]
Little John done put his big boy pants on
Never sleeping so can't be slept on
I left the No-Fi King in the past with no hesitation
So what comes next? A bit of maturation (x2)

[Verse Three: Speed on the Beat]
A'yo, I been doing music for over twenty years
Been through craziness, with labels trying to steer
Me down THEIR paths, but I never gave in
Paving the way for my team to march straight here
I did some craziness of my own, in the process
But the cheese I amassed was enough to keep fostering
Velvety classics and musical greatness
That some on this earth are just trying to get
I was supposed to quit at 27, right?
So I couldn't end like Cobain or Winehouse or something right?
Well, I've died so many times, Kenny couldn't even see me
So, I guess that means I'm doing something right
Reinventions kill the old mes, but I still keep them close
How you gonna grow if your roots, you don't even know?
Part of the process of maturation?
Is knowing what's good and what's bad and what's safe, shit...