Eagle - Pain Relief [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Think of all the acts in the rap game
Then ponder all the causes why they got fame
Listen close when they spittin’ those hot flames
Watch what they jot, see if they are not sayin’
….Who they killed? the families know
If you rap, how you in the trap hail, sleet, snow
They sellin’ out. They are not felons
Who dyslexic wit the records out sellin’

I can’t Tell

[Verse 2]
I would name shitty spitters it take sixty minutes
And the lungs of Kenny G to play along with it
Need two breaks…Cat, I’m not kitten, yo
Felines getting screen time when they dippin’ low
Only rock writtens so On the Spot Video
Off the tops wouldn’t be shitty, Bro!
They in fact sound better fo’
The fans who bandwagon we are all headed fo’

[Sample]
Now they’ve changed their Tune. call me…..IDIOT

[Verse 3]
Rippin’ it….is easiest
No homo, we all agree to this
Talk auto tune vs. verses
Word for word his Voice is Priceless
Hoist a boisterous load off my mind
Now that I’ve have allowed the crowd to hear my
True feelings regarding the majority
Of hardly starving artists who are starting
Pardon me for barging in on the party
But the morally bankrupt meeting is adjourned please
Barfing from the sight of all the ‘coulda-been’s
The ones thinkin’: Could a Benz get me cooler friends?
….Sooner than later they are greater into debt
Either start a clothing line or get a hanger thru the neck!
….Next: MTV’s where you could check
Kuz that’s where the music is

Isn’t it?

[Sample]
True True

[Verse 4]
Man I’ve heard it all. This purposeful assaulting of
Your fave’s is to asses their forte’s
Some dumb it down, it comes naturally
Some fitted caps should be a dunce, actually
Dumb rappers be blunt ash to me
Them trash: kuz in Pig Latin “ashtray”
Is trash, dummy……
That’s rich…no…that’s money

Sweet

[Verse 5]
Are you a killer rappers or maybe your ears are too
Full wax to get the full effects of
What I’m forcefully pestered by……
When I pull up next to you at the light
Bumpin’ tracks I don’t like. Homey, peep game
I’ma let you getta taste of a sweet thang…
Truth!…the booth ain’t much bigger in size
Then a cubical. You should go and give it a try

[Verse 6]
A man in a hat had a plan to get cash
So he managed to rap like a whiney robo
Mimicked tactics of lyricists past
Now the shit a pandemic: Finally Global
Compare it to a parrot with rabies
Once you hear it, your are fairly amazed wit
The idea of sounding hair brain crazy
Now it’s a brand that we share with basically~
Anybody with or without a shred
Of respect. It’ll sound better when it’s dead
Change your tune or ya angle dude
…kuz you ain’t as cool. Sorry to break the news
I may have used, although it’s taboo
I’m still glad that a handful don’t know how to
Contribute to ….the spread of the auto-tune virus
I prefer none of you like this