Cornelius Butler - Notepad [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
As the days go past
I swear it feels so fast
But it ain't that bad
I just leave it all in my notepad
X2


[Verse 1: Raz Law]
218 yeah we in
Life so real let's toast for minute
Lift one for people that paved the way
And lift one for the niggas that passed away
Ayy I know it's crazy baby
I know this world is changing
Lifestyles of the broke and hungry
Gotta chase dreams, can't be scared of running
Grain
Time to go against it
Never Co-dependent but we both consistent
Putting in work 'til the brand is hot
Now they wanna know when we plan to stop
Its like trynna put a semi in a parking spot
It's like... like... Like It ain't gone happen
Back to back tracks yeah we back to action
Blast on wack cats in tremendous fashion
Damn, it was meant to be
This a conscious stream, of internal screams
Take tension, mixed with passion
Mixed emotion, still sorting plans to gain traction
Always drive real deep inside
Digging for the truth that's the biggest prize
The truth is ain't nobody gone stop this ride ride.. right
You can see it my eyes
She like "Uh huh Honey" whatchu bound to do
I ain't trynna lose once I bust a move
And its hard to focus if I'm stuck on you
And the more we wait then the more we lose
And dreams of one day, fans surrounding
In the Grammy crowd, with the fancy outfits
We are just kids in the eyes of most
That's dope
And it helps that we still got hope

Yeah we still got hope... (x7)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: CB]
Black ambassador, elevated character
They said he didn't fit in so he turned into a caricature
Big nose didn't escalated the crime rate
Big lips didn't make him to a primate
So whats the mind state, of trynna keep your mind straight
When niggas in your top 8 be motivating by blind hate
Damn, It's the beginning of the end
When you notice that your pockets growing faster than your friends
Thinking wow, it's too late to turn back now
Got my tunnel vision and wiping the sweat from my brow
I ain't bowing down unless you want to step in my shoes
I guess it's time to give 'em the news
What to do
Got my zone on kratos
Gods gone cradle
More to the cover on the front like Legos
Looking to my soul for the say so
They still wanna find a way to hate though
Tell 'em this is passion, tell 'em this is art
I don't even like rapping, this just happens to be better for me to start
Start snapping and they all won't listen
Say it through a microphone how is that different
See it for yourself and tell me how this ain't vision
Took a couple years to show 'em all I ain't kidding
Run away from me but tell me who you really ditching
You and your constituents share the same mission
Listen man I been cutting fat
Been preaching that
Impeaching cats who stand tall when ain't no one to match
Slap palms with catharsis, Oh God an artist
Oh my he's furious, Oh my hes serious
Oh my he's starving look how he's carving
Look how he's grinding, look how he's shinning
Look at the stars is this where his heart is
Open up the notepad see where he started

Gotta write it down... (x6)

[Hook 2]
As the days go past
I swear it feels like it goes so fast
But it ain't that bad
I just leave it all in my notepad
(x2)