Big Syke - Satellite Niggaz [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(feat. Above the Law)

(Syke talking)
(laughing)
Shit, yeah
Yeah, beam me up
The only thing on earth
That can find a satelite nigga
Is a black superman
(Above The Law)

(Verse 1:)
See I dwell in the land where nobody else can understand
How I feel the need to increase my speed
I keep my shit on potent while I'm ignoring
Punk motherfuckas, KMG, westcoastin'
Do what I'ma have tos
So you can catch the essence of this black brother
Caught up in the rapture
I bend a corner in the mist, (Str8 up)
On the low rider town
Chop a chicken deal wid it
Satelite niggas, all up in ya home town
Cultivatin' and waitin' to put this California grind down
Yeah and it just don't stop
Got that S on my chest
And my five hundred out the shop
Laced wit twenties livin', lovely
Indo to drug me
Beverley rats to rub me
And I think that I'll never go legit
Long as, California keep pushin' that bomb shit

(Hook:)
Satelite niggas gotta ball
While the willies lay and pray for our downfall
We slide worldwide, rollin' memorising
Cookie hungry hoes keep despizing

(Verse 2: Big Syke)
Remember me I got kis comin' from overseas
Ain't no fleas around these clockin' Gs
From LA to North Carolina you will find a
Satelite nigga big wheeler wid all kinda
Rem-edies to kill poverty inflation level
Street degrees to Gs, congratulations to several
Thug scholars we honor cause you made it out baller
Street clout, fuck what they talkin' about, shot callers
We need, to kill the greed of the starvin' youth
Substitute game from loot and what you plan to shoot
The stupid niggas get disciplined, but listen when
Incarcerated hated enemies in the state pen
Evil grin on faces all day cases evolve
So they'll never solve, high speed chases
Better paces is near, have no fear in your eyes
Keep praying to the skies for the prize
Satelite niggas

(Hook x2)

(Verse 3:)
Now I'ma take y'all back like some ole school Parliament shit
Like rollin' Zenith and doin' small time licks
Picture this, I was on the highway
Wid fifteen chickens in the trunk
Ready to get my endz ready to dump
Do y'all remeber when that jeep was thirteen five
When we had just setup shop out Lil Rock
We did the double back flip that shit easy
Then we took some homies up to Detroit
And some down to Tennessee
Cause that's the way its gotta be
Yo smooth like Goldie
Mack like Billy D
Because satelite niggas come in all shapes and sizes
Big like Willy tall like high risers
Rollin' stretch 5 double Os, pimpin' L-dogs
Blowin' smoke on them 20-inch mo mos
I asked the homies what'll be next
They already pimpin' and fuckin' on the internet
Yo, so keep your game sugar free
Like the black superman satelite nigga O-G, uh
And ya don't stop
Yo, I say, and ya don't quit
Yeah, in this life this
It don't take nuthin' for me to play a bitch
And I'm out.... Above the Law y'all

(Hook x2)