Chuuwee - Everybody Hates [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
I know niggas are like
Where the fuck is he going with all of this?
Just listen

[Verse 1]
I look into the barrel of a large ruger
I’m lookin’ in the eyes of the armed shooter
I don’t really think he had the bullets or the balls
Do it, The sounds of guns bangin’
Jackin’ off to it
I haven’t been the same, I’ve been lost movin’
Wonder how I would deal with the pain if I lost music
Boy its so much on my brain its beyond music
Wonder how that nigga kept it sane
I’m about to lose it
Just when I thought I was made for this
Karma Sutra, that was when the whole
Entire game fucked me all fluid
Do you listen to your conscious and keep it cool
Try not to fight in front of y’all I do these in the school
Try not to act like you the hardest over 22 and
Bust it for no reason
Tell me what kind of Nigga are you
I always kept it honest, thats just how I do
I’m livin’ life where they don’t have no rules
They just pack a tool
Everything is different where we are, facing hardships
Flagging down the most expensive cars, armed robbery
Very much the same kind of project
Thats mars..[?]
Ya we just an experiment and I don’t want no part of it

[Chorus]
They try to tell me
Sex sells, television propels
And those who follow suit
Are the only ones who accel
Don’t you say a Microsoft Word and excel
Murder is the appetite, we send it through the mail

[Verse 2]
I wake up everyday just like a College Student
They don’t have no course or no class for what I be doin’
They say “i ain’t got no class” I’m an honest human
I don’t want no flashy ass bags fancy car stupid
He who casts the first stone, better change homes
How you throwin’ rocks from a stained glass eight story
Lately they just run they mouths like they can’t close
Till we pull up on ‘em shut it down, like they can’t open
I’m not interested in chains or a Range Rover
I just want to kill the whole game, till its game over
How much money can I obtain till my fames over
I’m trying to get over like the bittersweetest hangover
I only hangout on Google cause the days over
The wait is over now that nigga Chuuwee came with folders
I’m ‘bout to wake the whole game up straight vultures
I’m ‘bout to wake the whole game up

[Chorus]
They try to tell me
Sex sells, television propels
And those who follow suit
Are the only ones who accel
Don’t you say a Microsoft Word and excel
Murder is the appetite, we send it through the mail