Dennis Lee - Free [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse One: Dennis Lee]

It's time to go deep no deep throata
Alabama nigga off in P-Cola
Had a lot of burdens on my back then
I was starting to get a weak shoulda
Got a lil taste of a zeta though
Aka that blue berry
Now im frostin on a new cherry
That's why a nigga off on newberry

[Verse Two: Dennis Lee]

Hold up, lets talk about that mixtape that never got released
Nothing was leased, i wasn't on original beats
I still did my thang providing the heat
But the plug was hard to push so i didn't get leaked
Orlando, everybody out for self
If you wasn't part of their body, you wasn't part of their sell (cell)
I was ghost, still went hard in the shell
Throwing shots, but like neo, i was darting their shells
Damn, that red pill a muh fucka
Till you wake up as that otha brotha. from another motha
And you're still unsure
Cause that nigga the same as yours, and you dont know if he's pure

[Verse Three: Dennis Lee]

Hold up, lets talk about the ville
Where everybody round here ain't real
This a jungle, i done-done my dealings
That's why im out for the kill
Bout to take you Dj's and rappers
And make you into my kilt
I ain't playing
Nah i ain't forgot about you promoters
Walking around in your expensive odor
Money made from every entertainer that showed up
Want me to rock the mic in exchange for exposure
Note, get this metaphor, before i say that
I'm not a DJ, so i dont play that
You think that we buddy buddy like we go way back
But yall ain't fro me so i ain't wave cap
Yall can cut it out, i'll get the clippas
Im not that guy, im not that nigga
Be glad i ain't got a gun, or ever squeezed the trigga
Cause them holes in your head would look photoshopped get the picture

[Outro/Freestyle: Dennis Lee]