Audacious G - Bury My Head (In the Sand) ["The Message" Remix] [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Yeah
(Fake thug, no love you get the slug)
Audacious G
(CB4 Gusto, your luck low
I didn't know til I was drunk though)
K. Sean
(Til I was drunk though
Til I was drunk though
Til I was drunk though...)

[Verse 1]
Fantastical fantasias deep within your wildest fantasies
Bombastical contagious, vividly-drawn out tapestries
Covered with colors of apathy, agony
Keeps on grabbin' me, suffocation
Can’t get no consolation in the constellations
I’ve run of out of patience
Let me paint you pictures of the journey of an apostle
It's awesome, its gotham
Batman and Robin, my heart man is throbbin’
I've been doing way too much head nodding
This shit is hypnotic
So follow me, follow me, follow me
Through the escapades of an escapist
Dreams of escalades and stages
Arenas and pages, written of the ages
Life and times of G, who so ambitiously dared to dream
No one can find me, I am Bin Laden in hiding
From myself and everybody else
Livin' low man, every penny helps
But I'm not doing this for the wealth, I'm doing this for my health
(But I'm not doing this for the wealth, I'm doing this for my health)

[Hook]
Paved roads going nowhere, in a no-man’s land
No worries, no care, bury my head in the sand
I just bury my head in the sand
(Bury my head in the sand)
Paved roads going nowhere, in a no-man’s land
No worries, no care, bury my head in the sand
I just bury my head in the sand
(Bury my head in the sand)

[Verse 2]
Starin' at these swirling streams of kaleidoscopic melodies
Enveloping you like felonies, at the speed of sound
I feel empathy for my enemies, cas immina show you how I get down
How I get down, man I get down
So take a trip with me down the rabbit hole
To a place oh so cold, im taking you off the globe
Off the map to a whole 'nother fuckin' orbital
Man, what the fuck am I on?
I don't know I'm just stumblin' on a jumbotron
Like a used tampon, I just overflow
And gush all my emotions, you already know
That I'm the most really dope in the OP
You already know me, I'm a fuckin' OG
Homie; No, not really
I'm the furthest thing from gangsta
But it's cool cuz yo at least I ain't a wanksta
(Ain't a wanksta)

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
In the sand, It sounds so innocent
But the truth is I have no inner sense
Of what im doing; that’s why im so militant
So hesitant, where am I going?
There is no way of knowing, that’s why I keep flowing
When the lights start glowing, That’s the only time
I feel human; Otherwise I feel at a crossroads
I'm not a boss, and I know
I'm not wise enough to choose which path
Will take me to the place of last-
Ing glory and fame and least pain
Kinda hard to maintain
Everything is so mundane and I've felt the strain
Of having to struggle and juggle
The weight of not knowing the day
The money supply will run dry
Why you think I got high?
Single mother hustling to pay the bills
At one point could barely afford the next meal
I woulda done anything; I damn woulda killed
Just to make sure she woulda been okay, and not starve to death
Fuck myself I'm a mess
Looking in the mirror, all the lines getting clearer
Barely recognize myself I look old
People tellin' me I look 25, ask myself why?
All this stress is takin' its toll
Are you there god? I'm waiting for your
Answer, I'm praying, I'm on knees laying
Give me a sign!

[Hook] (x2)

[Outro]
Bury my head in the sand (x4)