Exclusive - Bang [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1}

I'm not a rapper, This is spiritual doc
And these words are ammunition from this 40 I pop
I'm at war with my mental reality's not
Nothing more than the physical,behind back drop
Lies a world of metaphysics if my heart do stop
My body is dead my vision is not, (maufucka look)
Out the ether into the speakers
Ears, brain, to heart, another world apart
Cultures defined by the arts
No statistical charts
Personify my greatness, I'll give them a head start
I hustle no days off, I am my own boss
You a slave to minimum wage and inflated costs



[Chorus] x2

You'll love me better in the morning
Because I be tripping when I on it
I gotta get it until I yawning (Ya Dig)
Bite a bullet let a gun spit (I'm shooting the CIG)


[Verse 2]

I got a Ouija Board of a gift to speak to the after life
Pac called, told me don't worry time is your sacrifice
See you'll be patient and wisdom will make you twice as nice
Life's a bitch but her pussy it could be hell a tight
Make you buss quick, four-fith off hip
Barrel hot not a round in the clip
You wanna see me on some other shit, I'll bang
But trust you don't know who you fucking with, until shot rang
Do he rhyme? or do he sing?
Neither i kirko bang
The sweat jesus heavenly flow that changing the game
Got rapper using their brain
Bitch niggas ducking the flame
I'm trouble swing that crane
I promise I never been lame
Like i was swinging that cain, its the stroke of the wrist
You gotta whip lil buddy do it just like this



[Chorus] x2

You'll love me better in the morning
Because I be tripping when I on it
I gotta get it until I yawning (Ya Dig)
Bite a bullet let a gun spit (I'm shooting the CIG)