Add-2 - The Ugly Side of Beautiful [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced By: Khrysis]

See sometimes it's like, life ain't always gonna be what you want it to be. Take the bitter with the sweet

[Verse 1: Add-2]
My grandmother dementia is getting worse and my first thought was fuck
What next? When it rains, it pours
Feeling crushed, sitting stuck like, what can I say?
How can I get a grip, you slipping further away
You used to tell me we can't live for tomorrow, we ain't promised today
In the belly of the beast you always told me to pray
With God, you don't argue, I'm human, it's hard not to
'Specially when you look in my eyes and say "who are you?"
It breaks my heart, this frame of mind is painting pictures, ain't made for art
'Dre this world it's just a stage, just play your part
How can you make it through the night when your days are dark?
Rain on my windowpane, four people I loved died in a week and a half
Have you ever been so hurt you sit back and you laugh?
See sometimes it takes courage just to walk through your fears
And sometimes you gotta smile just to hold back the tears
I wonder how much pressure these little shoulders can take
Feel like they bout to break like fuck it, I need a break
Like stop, I'm tryna brake, I'm tryna carry the weight
You made in the Lord's image, you designed to be great
But success is like a drug and I'm losing my buzz
Nothing lasts, but I'm tryna make some music that does
From black love and black hate and black plight
I show the shit that they don't show like a black light
What I write takes flight like the Wright Brothers
Where I take it they can't measure the height, brother
They over [hyped?] like motor bikes, ain't got a hood
I'll [?] on my worst day, they ain't half as good
In the city where plenty semis will kill kids
Grazed memories are gone, but shit I'm still here
You never live to see the flowers at your funeral
That's the ugly side of beautiful

[Verse 2: GQ]
[Mo?] talks about the future
Wasn't fit for it, they tell me it still suit ya
Converse about a spot we done flew to
If you ain't on my plane what's it to ya? Nigga
I kept pushing, they kept looking I look through ya
Drew Barrymore next day never knew ya
On a porch, my pop telling' me what's in store
For every lesson I question what it's for
Only look back on rear view glimpses
Life's short so I take more pictures
Funeral's coming faster than birthdays, I make more wishes
Up in these trees I ain't helping no kittens
Incredibly I ain't losing that feeling, gotta check for a [?]
What if they love me more than forehead kisses, do it count though?
An amount so high to a new place
Everything good and a few great
Wait, wait brand new day upon us
Bad weather couldn't tarnish
Look at what life done taught us
We was gonna make it regardless
Kind of music make the night sound gorgeous
Peeling off on them, sliced out oranges
What I'm offering is bright enough to match a lighthouse mortgage
Sliding and slipping like wipeout courses on this bitch
Who been achieving, I'm guilty gave them my Prince
Bitches playing like lifeguards, looking at me like squints
Looking at it I trip, no book feeling
87 again we got that no look feeling
It's no more Dodge and the [?] ceilings
Sky's the limit, these clouds gon' fill it
Look at what we overcame, to champagne from summer change I had to
From Oakland to Chi-Town what up to Add-2
Record was laid I just felt I had some shit to add too
For the ones that work tired in a cubicle
Planned this years ago, looks what I done grew into
Walking to the beat I made a musical
Welcome to the ugly side of beautiful