Waka Flocka Flame - Fuck This Industry [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Real nigga music, ain't real then move it
Hey man, the industry's so motherfucking dirty, man
I watched this shit break down my motherfucking organization, man
Watch these niggas infiltrate this shit, man
Watch out for these labels, man
They're four finger fuckin' y'all niggas, man, real talk, man
Make sure your lawyer know what he's doing, man
He sign contracts right [?] thinking that shit real
Don't get a 360, that shit ain't 100, my nigga, Waka Flocka Flame

[Hook] (x2)
Fuck this industry, bitch I'm in these streets
Fuck this industry, bitch I'm in these streets
Fuck this industry, bitch I'm in these streets
Lord take my back, the devil entered me

[Verse 1]
Lord take my back, the devil entered me
Fuck this industry, bitch I'm in these streets
They say tears is pain, I call it bullshit
Cause when I'm finished crying I'm back to this bullshit
I got a full clip from my enemies
They want to see me dead, off these fuckin' streets
I drink this fuckin' liquor, you know, a remedy
Waka Flocka Flame, ain't no ending me
Shout out to my momma, man, she got my back
Man, I love my family, that's a fuckin' fact
Fuck this industry - I mean that shit, though
Waka Flocka Flame, man, I want it all
I can't trust myself, so don't trust me
I can't trust my friends, man, they set me up
Back to this bullshit, man, this industry full of bullshit

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 2]
Damn I miss my brother, they wanna see me under
Disrespect my mother, then you gon' meet my brother
Damn KK, that shit fucked up
25 to life, he did it to defend his life
Shout out to my grandma for all them ass whoopings
That shit made me tough - no more ass whoopings
Shout out to my three uncles, they showed me how to ball
For dad, all my life I gotta have it all
Shout out to my aunties for that female love
They showed me how to cook and clean and show a woman love
Shout out to my nieces, cousins, and my nephews
Man, I love my family - the Lord gon' one day bless you
Momma don't cry, we gon' get it
And when we do it again, we gon' show 'em that we got it
Fuck this industry, bitch I'm in these streets
They don't want shit but my money

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 3]
What's up to my block, hello grocery
What's up Chi-Town, what's up OD
What's up LA, shout out to Hootie
What's up to Miami, what's up Mad Zoe
What's up Haitian Fresh, Slam Dunk and Chaz
Pimo and Drinko, Cimbo and CJ
BC and PC, and my nigga Kibo
That's my fuckin' dawg, nigga real talk
Shout out to New York, to the North Side
Shout out to NC and to SC
Shout out to VA, shout out to M-Town
Westwood Bloods, throw the set up now
Man, I love my skreet niggas
What the fuck would I be without my skreet niggas
Shout out to Gucci, Auntie Wahr and Frenchie
What's up Juice Man, this is Bricksquad

[Hook] (x2)