Dida - 20 Bag Story [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

This one is to all of y'all
That came from nothing
But grew into something

[Verse]

20 Bag Story
It's not a sad story
It's a true story with a good ending
On the way he lost some good friends
For a little piece of a good blend
Fuck was they up to?
So when you pass like nothing is up, too
Them little dudes sharpen they muscles
They're backstabbers
I had to keep an eye on these streets
Ride vigilante. We all wanna eat
My mind is on my dime piece laying at home
When I was out on the concrete
Pavement of low standards
Funds not a fact
I was done for, ran off, jumped out the back
Because the slums don't slumber
God knows that with this monkey on my back
I just could go bananas
Where you've got to think survive
On the brinks of the Stynx river
Flinch and die
So I trust in these cardboard-wings to fly
Because they told me that it's the small things in life that matters
So I had to believe small steps in the right path grant you a lead
Bags in these damn pants carries a seed
I wish to let out if legit or illegal
That's my unborn versus taxfree money and a rapsheet
I wouldn't pick a life in these streets, if you ask me
But I couldn't run when the bullshit attracts me
Vultures attack for a piece of the stack
We is easily trapped, we ain't sleeping
When teeth is in our backs
Seeking for cheap cheese. Trees in a pack
Reason to rap is more dough. These are the facts
Puzzling pieces which leads to a bun
So he lie when he tells you he do this for fun
Goons out of cocoons comes up every one day
Even on a church bell Sunday
20 bag


[Outro]

Whoever is bitten by a werewolf and lives
Becomes a werewolf himself
- Where the hell did you get that idea, Hal?