B.Chiles - Feelin' It ' (2013) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Intro)
Uh, It's Riq
Aww yeah I'm feelin' it
(Aye is you feelin' it?)
(One time for ya mind)
Listen..


(Verse 1)
Amazing timing, I came right on cue
With knowledge that's so extensive, I'd write on two
Sheets of paper for a verse, and that ain't even half
In my circle there ain't no room for squares like plaid or a graph
More bars than the edges of the bath
So ain't no competition for this lad from the AGG
I remember in the past, my pops taught me how to ride a bike
I couldn't get at first, cause really I was kinda psyched
Well Pops, I can pedal good as ever
But now every time I handle bars, I gotta mic
Nowadays, rappers out with no skills and alot of hype
That's why I gotta write, to take y'all to a higher height
Shoutout to Yungg Stan though, yeah he kinda nice
He still waitin' on his break like china white
On concrete, if he keep it cool like Fonzi
Then all should end well like Bonzi
And you can find me on Randol Mill with the streets behind me
Like I took a picture on the curb, please don't mind me
I'm just an adolescent with a message
Y'all married to the game, well I'm here to crash weddings
For the record, recognize it's a crash landing on every record
In other words, I'm about to wreck it, nigga, Riq
Let that breathe..

(Reporting live from the Nawfside of the Agg)

Alright.. I think that's enough breathing, uh

(Verse 2)
Tarrant county-raised nigga
Hope to raise niggas hands like washing your armpits when you bathe nigga
Caged nigga liberated, finna let my wings spread
Until I got the whole entire game in my wingspan
What a dream man, I really couldn't fathom
That once the eves come, they're so quick to stare at him
While y'all niggas over there talking about splitting a spliff
I'm over here writing lines that could split atoms
Confuse them like Rubik's with what I'm doin'
And through my music, I'll transition from a rapper to a human
We gotta keep improving and moving
Because history repeats, it don't stutter like Ruben
No matter where you been, just keep it real forreal
Nigga my hunger building, it's time to build these bills
Into building, then jump off until my ego's killed
Gettin' pennies for my thoughts until they turn into mills
Wassup..

(Outro)

(I said wassup!)

Aww yeah I'm feelin' this
Definitely feelin' this..

Aye 'Namic, was you feelin' that? You feelin' that?
Cool.. then it's all good...