Dallas Kacey - Dead Presidents II [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1- Dallas kacey]

If they say out for Dead Presidents I guess the rhetoric changed
We used to
Wanna be named amongst greats
Now they want the fame
If they ain't payin they pump brakes
They don't understand
It's not about the money, it's bout outrappin' another man

Who give a damn about the bottles with the sparklers in'em
I rather see the sparkle momma eye, and buy her a new car
Or.. Spark a thought in the mind of a young artist every time I drop a new song for'em
That's why I do it man, I swear I ain't new to this
Yaw better cut me off
For this beat get neutered & I get ludacris
And every new rapper that hear this beat & wanna do it'll hear my version then go bakc to the beat & not know what to do wit it

Somethin bout this 19 year old
There's cats in my lan
But I euro around'em, I think I'm James Harden
And this Like Madison square garden
Except I got the ball & yet I still manage to take charges
It's Amazin..

But this is where it happens right?
Startin' to think im playin the bench, and all the starters in the afterlife already
Cause Big & Makaveli is gone
& other than them then theres no one really left to carry the throne

They phony as ever for-real
They don't tote plenty o' steel
They steal plenty o' quotes & not quote who said it for real
I'm bout-ta be the one the young-ins wanna be better than
But once the crown is mine it ain't ever gon' touch another fuckin' head again

I don't need no dead presidents to represent me nope
Nah I don't need'em
I don't want'em

And the other thing man, JJ tried to tell me I couldn't possibly make a Dead Prez as good as anybody
You know
JayZ, J Cole, Lupe, all that..
So look..

I done overcame the peer pressure
To kick real life lessons
Verses hit like I spit with navy seal type weapons
Ya'll hit the beat with like a 357
Lucky I don't bang cause when I shoot the trey I hardly miss like Stephen

A golden state o' mind, on east coast beats
The only positive to come up out the West vs. East coast beef
I'm like Jay, plus Snoop times Cole & Dot
Look & spit like Big, but same coast as Pac

See I, maneuver through the rap dudes
I'm like mike for-real
Ya'll "Like Mike" the movie when Bow ripped through the shoes
Ya'll lost all power
But I ain't had no specials J's to start
Just a instrument playlist & this greatness in my heart

Plus the will to be the best & many hours deep in thought, I see it all
The goal is kick it & ball, like playing' soccer
But me, I see all the holes in ya'll game, like a round golf
So I'm Tee'in off on every song like im a proud Tongan

See Ya'll don't even bars to try & see me with
Ya'll gon' rewind this song so much it's gon' sound like the CD skipped
Or something of that nature
Old flow, I could a wrote this on a pager
Bet you when you left my show
You left hooked, like Joe Frazier..

There I go again, raisin the bar
Stayed in my lane but upgraded my car & let these cats hate from afar
Got through the door
Barricaded & all
So I spit it like no other ever spit it & await the applause

Man I don't need no dead presidents to represent me