Don Cook - Gorgeous [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I'm drop dead gorgeous, pretty as a morgue is
If your mother bought a house
You know that Don'll pay the mortgage
Can't afford it, snorting with a rolled-up dollar bill
Boat without a sail, I'm floating, hot as hell
How's it feel to be the one that always fails?
My trials and tribulations'll earn me a record deal
Eat a steak while my servant'll pay the bills
Ain't worth it to be this ill, cause I'm nervous of being killed
Still - I need a fill-up at the Shell station
I think Adele's waiting, but I got my cell taken
For face-timing with a naked dime
And I'd do anything to make her mine and
I bought that lady eight-carrot diamonds
Come to find, she got a penis and her name was Ronnie
That's just some really lame timing
Came into the game with an emphasis on rhyming, but
I've been thinking 'bout the time it took - 3 years
Shit, I should've been in Hollywood
Wish I had a manager like Pac had Suge
I ain't end up getting shot, but I'm popular

[Hook]
I'm Kobe Bryant with that fadeaway
To you it seems amazing, but to me, that's just my day-to-day
I greet the devil's face with a friendly shake
Told me keep my distance when I hit the gates
I'm Kobe Bryant with that fadeaway
To you it seems amazing, but to me, that's just my day-to-day
I greet the devil's face with a friendly shake
I told him keep his distance when I hit the stage

[Verse 2]
I sink my teeth into your daughter's neck
You bounced a check and now I'm here to make her proud again
I think I'll douse her leg after the count of ten
Check the back of her trousers to track my foul offense
I'll admit to feeling sour every now-and-then, that's how it's been
When all of my friends compare to powerful men
Since when the fuck could you tell me how my hours are spent?
Shout out to the pen in my fingers when I'm bouting with dread
Level with my conscience 'fore I bite your arm off
I'll call your momma, hot as a Korean sauna
I'll take the meanest sawed-off to go and meet your barber
He got you thinking that that line-up got you neat and proper
You see the problem?
You're popping what was not prescribed
Caught you by surprise
Now you're blinded by your watered eyes
I think I oughta' try battling life itself
My life is hell, all while living in the bible belt

[Hook]