Ace Cartar - African Drum [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Spanky McGhee]
Hold up its that young reppin queens my souls home, Im In the place to be
Home from college Ace, Tell me what the hook gon be
Just finised my finals but im talking bout a hook now be
Im on my grind, Graphic design major for the mils,my head on straight
Strengthen my craft im drowining in bills, I got a cool aura
So you feel How I feel, Messages from the 6th Dimension tell me not to kill and keep it trill
Do your thing dont worry bout a deal,spread your worth through these verbs
Let em know that nas wasn't the last from queens, thats ill
Grab you a glass as i consciously continue to spill
Much love to you if you on the same path as we, I look at ace and then extend my reach to pass the weed
Free the reaper ghost gang until ya soul bleed, We destined for Greatness If you know what I mean

[Hook - Ace Cartar]
Tell me what the hook gon be, Is we gon spit about smokin weed
Life in these streets put it in poetry please
Just tell me what the hook gon be, be
So I can spit my peace, and tell you all be all you can be,be,be
Something to have em hooked on be
Just tell me what the hook gon be , be

[Verse 2 Ace Cartar]
Because, Im tryna speak for a little while, settle down semi circle and lets form a crowd
Pay attention to the mc with the skills to wow, Hundreds of thousands in attendance just to hear the style, Waiting for that comeback like you down by 12 in 2k
Whose ace with tis dark face afro and calm gaze
My demeanor is of mago fruits and palm trees, sunsets and clear minds on them dark days, I'm starin from the top with my hawk vision
My talent is my beak im preying on my hopes and dreams
Predator this my radius dont get caught in it, Streets a jungl pigs lock you up snakes get caught slippin
Sleepin on the streets, pop you then you at your wake
Damn another young brother boutta graduate,Niggas makin it out te hood
Whole hood start to hate, Yo what the motherfuckin hook gon be

[Hook]
Tell me what the hook gon be, Is we gon spit about smokin weed
Life in these streets put it in poetry please
Just tell me what the hook gon be, be
So I can spit my peace, and tell you all be all you can be,be,be
Something to have em hooked on be
Just tell me what the hook gon be , be