Don Cook - Los Ojos [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook - Patrick Zae]
All my life they told me
That I couldn't do this, I couldn't do that
All my life they told me
That I couldn't be this, I couldn't be that
Oh, look at me
Not the person that I used to be
Yeah, can you look at me?
Doing things that I shouldn't be

[Verse 1 - Don Cook]
I remember West Michigan Avenue
I take it back to when my fascination ended with jazzy tunes
My after-school hours, had to move outta state
Just to ask what the raps could do
My dad could spew for hours about no matter who
Could master strings, all I had to do was listen
But I had to choose the pencil
I've been trapped in the padded room and since then
See, I'm up to bat like The Riddler
Keep the sin at max like a cinema
I've been sitting back with the written up track just to rip you a
New fucking ass like a fitted butt
Get the plug on the track -
Just to get you contact high
When she passes me up for a frat motherfucker
I'll be sitting at the pad like
Who the fuck got Patrick to snap right?
I imagine you passing away for days
You in my past like a graduation
After clapping for your admiration
Last memory is having to evacuate
You saturate the market
Stay away from all the mad ovation
Pays off just to sit and pass the day by
You be spitting on a wacker tape and make profit
Hating on songs that get your lady off
She be staying up late with Patrick Zae and Don Cook
Steaming from her hips, finger on her lips
Cheifing off a hit when she sings with

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Patrick Zae]
It was all a dream
I'm taking pictures when I fall asleep
I'll take your bitch depending how you're gonna talk to me
They're saying we can't make a masterpiece
But this shit right here looking flawed to me
Champagne for the sad days
You should try to wash it down for your bad taste
Just cut the bullshit, get to the damn chase
Cause I open Spotify and you ain't got no Pat Zae
Love when we acting wild, make you crack a smile
You ain't heard the Mexicans are coming back in style?
Really hope security don't try to pat us down
Cause I got enough stuff to prolly make your Granny frown
End on a note that is so diabolical
Your girl call me daddy, she don't mean that biological
Mission impossible, fuck all of you molecules
Don Cook said that we just can't rock with you

[Verse 3 - Don Cook]
We ain't rolling with you neither shit
Pull the whip around the block
Zae can take another shot at you
Talking shit and I'll demolish you
We can mob up with Josh and Raul to slaughter you
That's why all this shit is hard to do
I put my heart into my bars
The same goes for all my crew
Use my shit as the lighter fluid
Cause the fire that I'm starting ain't darkening
Long as I'm a nuisance

[Hook]