Danny Bravo - 2AM in Boston [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
(Radio Boston Skit)
Bravo!
Fuck the talking, let's get into it

[Verse]
Yo, they won't show me respect I guess that I gotta take it
This rap shit is a mess, well fuck it then I'm the maid then
I didn't want to address it but I feel obligated
I’m presidential, I’m Ronald Reagan
You'll never see me tapping out
Tapping your foot, you’re in for a lot of waiting
Look at all propaganda being propagated
I put my heart in these bars and I should be compensated
I mean it's really not that complicated
I mean I really thought when From the Top dropped, it would be different
Been screwed so many times, still I got so many missing
Man, I worked on that fucking album for two years
I thought that what I was saying would perk up a few ears
And yeah, a few peers reached out and said it was dope
It's just a matter of time, I'm hanging onto my hope
I just gotta climb but they keep cutting my rope
I just gotta climb but they keep increasing the slope

If they won't give me respect I guess I gotta take it
I been too real with this shit I guess that I gotta fake it
I’m too sick when I spit and I've had a lot of patience
So fuck what the doctor saying, I’m rapping and dominating
I've been manipulated and taken advantage of
But I'm putting foot down and I'm standing up
Running this shit for a minute, I ain't even cramping up
We aiming for the luxuries nobody ever handed us
Y'all started a war, I had to end that shit
They set the bar and I just benched that shit
I said that I was coming like I'm fucking and I meant that shit
I’m sorry for the aggression, I had to vent that shit
I just got back from chilling with my baby girl
If I was single then there’d probably be like 80 girls
I’m talking over possessive those fucking crazy girls
Anything to separate me from this crazy world
But you don’t wanna hear the truth, do you?
You don’t want me letting loose in this booth, do you?
What's a pitbull to a few poodles?
Stick a pin in your opinion like I do voodoo
What do you want from me? What the fuck do you want from me?
Never asked for a penny, this shit was all for free
Been given you all of me since I started
So pardon If I’m displeased when y'all got nothing to offer me
You want flows? Well I got them, why you surprised?
Been popping since twenty '09
Y'all been watching me from the sideline
My whole posse man, we on the rise
Ain't no stopping us, we on that grind
From the bottom, heading straight for the skies
This is Gotham, all Jokers aside
Don’t want problems, better keep it inside
So unconscious, I really don’t mind
The adoption, these children are mine
So I Pops em, get them all in line
And I watch them grow up in time
Then I pop them and watch them die
You can't steal my style motherfuckers, this shit is mine

But they won't give me respect so I guess I gotta take it
Please excuse me I been through with being modest lately
Sacrileg, I been questioning all the Gods you praising
But it's funny cause y'all the ones need a lot of saving
Sometimes I think about hell with my emotions brewing
I think that I’m doing well cause I been going through it
I seen a lot of rappers fail how they approaching music
They just show and tell while I’m fucking show and proving
My mom is scared as hell I’m gonna overdo it
I need to turn off my cell cause lately I overuse it
Looking at other rappers and asking if they’ll make something new the people need
And they're like “shit I was hoping you would”
Y'all started a war I'm just here to finish it
My words are icebergs, this is the tip of it
Y'all don’t wanna see what I do with a little competition shit
Or what I been cooking up in the kitchen with
I’m hearing chirps from the birds, I don’t even tweet about it
I know they want the attention so I don’t speak about it
"Danny, you gotta drop a hit on they asses"
Yo, fuck a hit, man I got classics
I said fuck a Hitman, I got classics
I'm here for what's mine dawg and I'm not asking
Been thrown a couple obstacles but I got past it
So when I say that I’m the best, I’m not bragging
Still I’m underground like corpses or Earth’s core is
More bars, fuck a chorus
Y'all know what's in store for sure when I pour sweat from my pores, shit
I paint a perfect picture, no portrait
I won't be satisfied til I’m top 40 on Forbes' list
Riding in Porsches to my fortress
With paparazzi all on my dick, sharing my foreskin
And a model that’s foreign getting kicked out in the morning
I tried to give a fuck but I ain't got none left
The only time I gave a fuck is when she got undressed
And honestly I gotta get this off my chest
Like a broad that’s removing bras off they breasts
Cause living in the underground is really overrated
Do you understand being underappreciated?
Imagine seeing the sun but still being trapped in the basement
Like you got one shot but there ain’t nothing to chase with
Shout out to Dee Harry, shout out to Beck$y and Frankie
Beckerman, Jakey, everything gravy, everything wavy
Whatever it take me, I'll take a bullet for ya
And if my finger's on the trigger I would pull it for ya (gunshot)
Certainly, fuck you to everyone trying to curtain me
I'm fucking with their head like a botched lobotomy surgery
Not as hot as me verbally, not as high me vertically
Rock bottom was hurting me, now I'm higher than Urkel's jeans
Still studying my craft so I won't fail
I'm so ahead of my time I'm the iPhone 12
I'm so ahead of my time I'm playing PS9
In my private spaceship, so we just fine
Do you know what one foot in the door feels like?
Or how much work I put in towards this life?
This is what chores feel like
But you know you spit the truth when there's no difference between your raps and your real life

But they won't give me respect so I guess i gotta take it, yeah
But they won't give me respect so I guess i gotta take it
Fuck it
Bravo!