Clay North - The Game's Been Good To Me (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Clay North]
Got back to the crib at, 7 A.M
Back to the Mansion for 11, I'm like 'here we go again'
Got that paper and pen
And a fat, sack of that indo
Gettin' bent yo, roll the window
'Cos it's mental, everything is movin' slow tempo
Mixin' menthol, with that chronic
Sippin' gin and juice and that tonic
Speakers bouncin' like hydraulics
Feelin' like Sonic, faster than lightning
And the faster I write got me passin' the Sprite
To the homie on the right, lord knows I'm tight
And me knowin I'm nice, got me grabbin' the mic
Like a stick of dynamite
Knowin' that I'm gonna blow up
Hold up, ya boy's finna throw up
Fuck that, 'sall good, reach for the bud and roll up, toke up
Smoke up, rotation fucked up, M-dog tryna loc up
Shit got broke up
By the look in his eye, I thought the fool was gonna punch me
'Til he screamed out, 'Who the fuck's got the munchies?'
Talkin' 'bout M&M's, KitKat's, Crunchie's

[Hook x2: Clay North]
Clay North, laid back in the cut
Underground prince 'bout to tear shit up
With the beer in my cup
And a hand on my nuts
Baby, I'm a boss, 'finna fuck shit up
Don't matter what you're holdin'
Baby we're rollin', keepin' shit golden
'Cos it's plain to see, that the game's been good to me

[Verse 2: Clay North]
And stuntin' is a habit, so you know I gotta have it
Either way, have what I want
Get smoked like a blunt, so tragic
Disappear in thin air like magic?
Man y'all know I'm frontin
Even contacts got me feelin' somethin'
Only thing I'm poppin' is beats and buttons
Got a lotta raps, when it comes to gats
Y'all know I got nothin'
Or so you believe, few tricks up my sleeve
Gotta sleep with an AK, M-16
It's interesting, y'all thinkin' I'm bluffin'
Y'all gettin' tough like CJ with 2 Russians
On the low fuck it
Actin' like broads but they ain't too hard when I pull cards
It's all bogard, from the very start
A beat like this is a fuckin' art
So say it like this, get off my flow
Get off my dick
Say one love to the B
R.I.P Pimp C, when you make it to the top
Save a spot for me
'Cos I'm Clay North, laid back in the cut
Laid back in the cut
Laid back in the cut
Laid back in the cut

[Hook x2: Clay North]