Bad Seed - For The Kids [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Sample]
"Today we're living in a shanty
Today we're scrounging for meal"

[Verse One]
You know Seed?
Then you know what heart is about
Gutter nigga, jeans sagging with a straw in my mouth
And if it's beef, fuck a song dawg, I'm calling you out
Pull a rueer, bust a round till all of you out
Whether you broke as a joke or you balling with clout
You draw your gun I draw blood, next they chalking you out
Niggas that walk in with you, they be walking you out
Or rolling you out
Whatever dawg [?]
And I'ma gon' be that nigga till I'm swollen with gout
And I ain't got no love for you all I'm holding is doubt
Don't know a Mac from a Tec or a gram from an ounce
And what you know about them police patrolling your house?
Or the stash cash you keep in the folds of the couch
The truth hurt
But we don't cry, we say "ouch"
I'm old school like Kangaroo kicks with the pouch
I will smack you, separate your lips from your mouth

[Hook] {x2}
This for the nigga
Doorag, dookie, dread
Hoe, hustling, children, fed
Project, street corner, dutchie, weed
Seed love the kids cause the kids love Seed

[Verse Two]
Surprise duke
I'm like The Roots winning the Grammy
Pulling a jammie? Blow your pee pee off, end of your family
I want the Benz, but fuck it, I'll be straight with the Camry
Type of nigga to bag your mom, go straight for the panty
Y'all niggas be spitting fire but I'm upping the ante
I spit sun rays, invisible, hot as Miami
Hotter than Jewish folks that was beefing with Hitler
Apocalyptic, every line I spit is a scripture
God said, "Let there be light, birds and trees
Let there be water and fire, fuck it, let there be Seed."
There ain't a nigga, bitch or kid yet better than Seed
I tell it like it is, down to the letter like me

[Hook]

[Verse Three]
Ayo east coast, west coast, hold me down
I'ma make sure y'all motherfuckers know me now
Laugh at a nigga say, he spit and blow me out
Be like, "Oh word?" {gun shot} "Nigga you heard?"
"No doubt."
Fuck around, get smacked in your mouth
Teeth on the floor, asking us 'bout why I did that in your house
I spit for Elian Gonzalez
I spit for Brooklyn and Hollis
I spit for B.A. and broads that getting they nails polished
My shit hot, what's fucking with Seed and Nottz?
What's fucking with two Glocks aimed right at a cop?
You couldn't see this nigga if you excited or not
But I see a clear empty right inside of your drop
Y'all gon' know my name whether you like it or not
You couldn't fuck with Bad Seed if you write it or not

[Hook]