Death the kid - Life On Deck 2011 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Death The Kid]
On the low, yo, I got a new baby-mama
She green as the weed left over in the grinder
She don't know everything, so I remind her
Keep her brain filled but still cook me lasagna
Street brands, define 'em, won't catch me in designer
Will stay fresh cause I got to be a shiner
And fuck the police, I smoke the marijuana
I ain't tryin' to be no slick shot baller
Just a shot-caller, flow paranormal
Chokehold the game like a real anaconda
Ghostin' OZ's, post with OG's
Ill in this piece with a villainous steeze
Cop a thousand G's, burn up in the smoke
Ain't nobody left, you could call it Roanoke
But I myself am dope, fuck you and your feature
Green Kryptonite got me lookin' like the reefer

[Hook: Evan DeBiase]
Check me, check me, check me, check me
Check me, check me, check me
Check my style out, check the kicks
Check my smile out, it's for the bitch
We gettin' paper, big faces, fresh laces
Rope-chainin', doper than cocaine and
Goin' off of respect, rollin' blunts with signed checks
Tellin' them bitches next, we keep that life on deck
Cause this is everything!

[Verse 2: Evan DeBiase]
She go with sex like a Lex beat
My bitch text you to impress me
She tryin' to test me, I get vibes you get vibrates
I get arise, all you get: irate
I get her high, all you get: her high rate
You watchin' movies with guys, I watch her gyrate
So if you get cream, get it on her face
She see that paper, can't place it when she just playin' games
But I just stay the same
Grindin' for trips with tips for waiters who waitin' to make a plane
Hook a fish and you in this game, I'm in the same boat but I bought a crane
You see a blur, thought that you saw the dame
Picture me into a different frame
I'm lucious, MacBook in the clutches
Sizzlin' with a duchess who's dope at rollin' Dutches
She a foreigner, explorin' her, get deep in my dome with her
Emotions get the best and it's over, bruh, don't open up

[Hook: Evan DeBiase]