Spitty - Backseat Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Spitty had a dream...
I guess I had a dream...
Yeah, let's go!

[Hook 1: Spitfire]

All my life I want to help the people
Please don't send me deep into this evil
I dream I never change thoughts coming from the brain
Lyrics speak the truth and never spit it for the fame

[Verse 1: Spitfire]

See, I never attempted to fake it or just to rent it
To make it there was resentment the hatred has been indented
Been stepped on and I've been wasted still dreaming so I just take it
I guess I just need some patience, I guess wrong cuz it's been taken
TIME. That wristwatch I spit on this witch clock
That tick tocks like a time bomb with every day my life's gone
Drip drop of that blood and sweat, tears fall got the hood all wet
Spit hot with that fire kid, rhymes weak so die I did
See I've been lyin' kid, ain't nobody dyin' kid
That's all part of rhymin' kid, Battle scars like lion kid
These dyin' kids, no one's tryna help them live
I'm the only rapper who's really still tryna give

[Hook 2: Spitfire]

All my life I been wanting to help the people
No power in me this world is so deceitful
I dream I make it big do whatever I can
Lyrics catered and created for a million billion fans
[Verse 2: Spitfire]

I got nowhere to go, hit the ground been down so low
Flippin' flows, tic tac toe, X and Os, envision shows
Every single day I'm still working to reach dreams
But since nothin's coming free all I ever scream is CREAM
See, they locked me out the top so I can't reach it
Took the stone cold steps to see what lies beneath it
Fire spittin' at my face, guess I fit right in
Feels like I've gone insane new last name is Lin
Ball, pen says sign right here at the end
So I, bend my life to pay off these debts
Redness just enveloped my mind and with this sentence
I'm sentenced past the entrance and death is just the exit

[Hook 3: Spitfire]

All my life I wanna taste the fame it's
A crazy path to take this is straight outrageous
I dream I get the paper with the cash in my hand
Signed it all on the line and now I fear who I am

[Verse 3: Spitfire]

Who am I? Thoughts in my head that I let fly
No morals left in me so I never follow step by
Step on anyone that's ever in my path
Death to any faker or hater I can bring them that
Talkin' bout the mula the guapo and all the lettuce
While my head's 'bout to explode boilin' redness
Devilish, for the hell of it, I'm relevant, that's evident
Resentment, come test this, I'm ballin' the question is
How'd my dreams change into my own worst nightmare
And how'd I take over I never had to fight fair
See I sold my soul to the devil for this whip
Now I'm chained to the ground yet the top is where I live
See the top is where I'm at, flew ahead no looking back
Living life of luxury, all developed through my rap
But now I'm all alone in this world so cold
Ironic cuz out the fiery depths I was born
I swear it ain't worth it, you can take back yo clothes
Take the money cars and girls but you still can't have my flow
I signed away my life for what? Nothing
Only thing about the top is it's better for jumping...

[Hook 4: The Devil?]

All my life I just wanna kill the people
Take away they souls damn I'm so deceitful
They call me the devil, from the top I fell
Into a fiery black, now I'll see you in Hell