Enig'ma The CEO - I Shot Ya Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro : Enig'ma The CEO]

Yeah
Enig'ma, uh
CEO Mind that marketing plan me nigga
Unwritten Writtens
How Bad Can It Be on the way
7/16/15 nigga
Let's knock this rust off real quick
Uhhh

[Verse : Enig'ma The CEO]

I can't be more fucking focused on the future
So fuck that bullshit man, I'm all kama sutra
I was Loomis groomed til I bloomed like a tulip
And used to Tri-State it to the Brewers and the Hoosiers
Took a lot of risks such as aiding and abetting
Laid the game down then stretched til she pregnant
Obviously I had a classic in me I was destined
And I barely practice, cause I mastered habits
I gave em all visions Dolby digital and graphic
Even gave maps, couldn't walk em through the traffic
January crash could've killed me in the traffic
At a crossroads, but I made out the hazards
God close a door best believe another opens
U just gotta focus, some gon hate you
Try to poke holes in, anything u try to do
So honestly, none of this shit should be surprising you
Everybody know E for supporting homies
Brute, but a mute in the room full of phonies
Ones with the envy always pay for the game
And hysterically we laugh til we make em feel ashamed
Niggas always ask what's the nature of my name
But honestly it grew on its own out the flames
Originally the moniker I chose was Tech Nine
But he a classic artist now so God said its fine
Low with the shine, but I never lost a flow
Like a 09 Shyne, unblocked by the blinds
See through sublimes, see how it intertwines
While they payola eating like a plate full of swine
Rather pay dues, 'stead of being over eager
These cats pay promoters to present em like a diva
Watch em fall from grace, TO out the bleachers
Overplayed, underpaid, overworked and broke today
Can lose it all and be destined to regain
Roll sleeves, lace cleats and try to hit another stain, uh
These the type of depictions sitting within my brain
These the type of predictions that I can see and say
Seen my thoughts come to fruition within the marketplace
Seen a lot of copycats try to saturate the space
Kill yourself working they won't even say a grace
They just bicker over the figures within your estate
Most these niggas waste space, never feeling what they say
Never saying what they feel until they love turns to hate
Guess that's just the way a cookie crumbles
Grind into dust or let it rubble to you stumble
Some'll let the white turn they mind into mush
And plenty took that escape where I grew up
So who were u, on the corner or just walking to it?
Who were u, the one selling or the one using?
In a life that would turn us into mourners
Hustling til the morning, bumping Tom Joyner
Tryna channel truth like the spirit of Sojourner
Dan Ryan riding back and forth cross the border
I was just cautious when I moved in the game
Scared of seeing disappointment in my mom's frame
Something had to rapture me, something would catch but never capture me
Something showing love that would match with me
Outcast to the class, issues used to sadden me
But spewed metaphors til the faculty was dapping me
I was stubborn hardheaded, I was running long legged
Still a long way to go, cardio been effective
My perspective saw niggas spying reckless
Tell the truth, they only tell the truth to detectives
And that's the same nigga that be sitting with you
That one that's never genuine with they issues
Keep it all pure til I'm greeted by the reaper
Til these cell dies and we living off of the beepers
Until they melt me down and I flow like Aquafina
And I can't drown, not shallow like these people
I can see my see my fucking depth, I can hold my fucking breath
Owning my mistakes stead of blaming other people
How Bad Can It Be really on the way
7/16/15 I'm smacking in they face
Had a big dream, now I'm serving to the plates
Let aroma fill your brain like sativa to the face
That's hypnotize grinding, hypnotize with rhyming
And I been doing this since Hypnotize Minds signing
Aware of the evil never let it guide me
Aware of its presence and the schemes aren't surprising
Never took for granted the passion God provided me
Made em say damn his speech is on a higher peak
Matter fact I show love, almost had to batter to my own cuz
But some niggas hate you when u show buzz
Build an earthquake, reshaped my own space
Anytime u show weight to improve your own fate
Half these niggas all fake, pop em in a hallway
Drop em a small lake, they ain't even shark bait
I done built a palace like Zamunda on the planet
The Chi need something unlike what Spike handed
U can't learn this place sitting in a movie seat
This a lifetime of grief, short days and long weeks
Sometimes we find glory in the slum
But hardworking people steadt walking back to that Pace bus
Switching to the Red Line, just to make a deadline
Late infraction away from being in that fare line
Picking up the Reader looking for a new way to grind
Telemarketing but still out selling dimes
Surviving bad shit tryna find balance
Gave the whole story and nothing they can challenge
Show my old hood how we can do damage
And throw it all back like its Fubu and Damage
I'm so Chi like the Ida B Wells nigga
I'm like Maxwells nigga, I'm like Mystels nigga
I'm Bud Billiken, soul of Harold Washington
I'm a real Chicagoan, so I can acknowledge this
Man the whole planet is my fucking canvas
Know I'm blessed to be here so I ain't can't panic
My homegirl told me I should put some shit out
So its Unwritten Writtens til the album come out
Uh

[Outro : Enig'ma The CEO]

Enig'ma
The CEO
How Bad Can It Be, 7/16/15
Just getting warmed up on these niggas