Dru - Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Scope on the K
Strapped to my back like Rambo, ok, Pope on the way
The primary objective and goal for today
Is to focus and spray, these vultures away
They thought when it happened, my soul would decay
Turn cold, dig a hole, I would go and just stay
This G.M.C shit, I'm holding til Lakes
Come home from his break, til I'm old and I'm gray
Til a bullet hit my heart, and they roll me away
Shocks won't bring me back, get thrown in the grave
These walls closing in on me, four different ways
Everything looking dark to me, four different shades
OK, I'm back, hoes can hoo-ray
Best friends with the Mauseburg, close with the gauge
Break fast, do you want toast with the eggs
Or your brains scattered a-cross four different lanes
I See I came back to a whole different game
But the more shit that change, means the more shits the same
It killed me to see my folks get arraigned
And the shit that I built get thrown in the drain
But that's life, so just with the rain
That expression is correct that is pours when it rains
Left walking, no raincoat in the rain
Cold nights, sold white, slang coke in the rain
Streets kept telling me my flow was insane
And to this day, I still don't know if it changed
13 years, didn't blow in the game
I'm a veteran, I didn't just roll in the game
Like most in the game
Unlike them, I didn't choose this shit, I got chose for this game
I'm back at it, some would say focused a-gain
This ain't nothing new to me, I'm supposed to be Kang