D-Hark - The Time Is / Now [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[The Time Is:]
Thought it was a dream, I saw pigs fly
I saw my friends die, wanted to end time
But not this time
Decided to save my sick rhymes
And just spit mine, until I get mine
And give it all to the brother I loved like he was mine
Forget the times I was controlled by my facetious mind
Forget I ever had such a fucking steep decline
Utilize all the time I waste in my sleepless mind
And spread my message to the people I was keeping out
I guess I'm speaking now, because I'm breathing now
And I never know if this could be my last song
For every enemy, love someone, I'll pass it on
So you don't have to speak to Satan debating your fate
While admiring city lights of big corporations you hate
While trying to figure out your dreams without breaking the bank
And you won't have to save face when you make a mistake
Just learn from mine, from back when the shell cracked
And don't follow these footsteps, or else you'll see where Hell's at
And I'm not going back
I'm not going back
I'm not going back
I'm not going back
The way I'm speaking, man, you wouldn't even know it's rap
Wish I could rap about fat bags of cash and loaded gats
But that ain't my life yet, so I'll explain where hope is at
It's about damn time I got my focus back, yeah

[Now, Hook:]
No more waiting, the time is now
Your boy D-Hark is in the building now
All y'all motherfuckers better feel this now
We about to redefine the 2010s sound
No more waiting, the time is now
Your boy D-Hark is in the building now
All y'all motherfuckers better feel this now
We about to redefine the 2010s sound

[Verse 1:]
All you blue pill kids is ignorant, it's Mr. Smith
The mischievous addition to the system built to end you men
So listen Mr. Andersons, I'm flipping the script into submission
Crucifix positioned, and your Christ is gonna forget his kids
Ever since 3 Thou started slacking, the south has needed a king
I'm believing it's me, all I need is a beat
And you motherfuckers can read em and weep
My albums are diaries, I'm gassed up like Anne Frank
Sipping champagne in Tienanmen Square in front of a hundred damn tanks
I used to wanna be god honored, but now I'm just an odd father defining verbal firing squad slaughter
I always gun first with a burst of agility
Lining up words and turning my verses into millipedes
It's no coincidence my top ten rappers list
Has asterisks after 'em with their families' names and addresses
And the back of my trunk becomes a labyrinth of cadavers
My whip becomes the first train to Auschwitz, aw shit

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I was one missed boat away from becoming Bolshevik
In case you wonder what all my discontent is bolstered in
I'm the "What the fuck were you even thinking?" poster kid
Showing a change of heart, but please, don't get used to most of it
I gave Kyle a listen and I chose to take a chance on him
Now we push the envelope before you even put a stamp on it
So I gotta ask, is anyone left but me and Anxious
Making simultaneous plays, M.D. Jennings - Golden Tate shit
But I gotta say, I gotta thank you all for being patient
Although I gave you this for free, so I should be the one feeling gracious
Maybe you'll appreciate my greatness
Or maybe you're online saving face with insane statements
About how I ain't made shit
As if I didn't play South By with some of the greatest adjacent
As if you hadn't heard my name, bitch
I'm just glad you even remember me
And I'll remember you too, just don't expect any gifts from me
Ha!