Fresh-X - Hero [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Nas & Keri Hilson]
Chain gleamin', switchin' lanes, two-seater
Hate him or love him for the same reason
Can't leave it, the game needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in
So in God's Son we trust
Cause they know I'm gonna give 'em what they want
They lookin' for a hero, I guess that makes me a hero

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
And still I'm having memories of high speeds, when the cops crashed
As I laugh pushing the gas when my Glocks blast
We was young, and we was dumb but we had heart
In the dark when we survived through the bad parts
Many dreams is what I had, and many wishes
No hesitation in extermination of these snitches
And these bitches they still continue to pursue me
A couple of movies now the whole world trying to screw me
Even the cops tried to sue me
So what can I do but stay true, sipping 22's a brewing
Now the medias trying to test me got the press asking questions, trying to stress me
Misery is all I see, thats my mind's state
My history with the police is shakin' the crime rate
Ma main man had 2 strikes, slipped, got arrested and flipped
He screamed 'Thug Life!' and emptied the clip
Gots tired of running from the police

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Nas]
This universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied, the corporate side
Blockin' y'all from goin' to stores and buyin' it
First L.A. and Doug Morris was ridin' with it
But Newsweek article startled big wigs, they said, Nas why is he tryin' it
My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winnin'
Forgettin' Nas the only true rebel since the beginnin'
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try tellin' Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel they can't sing what's in their soul
So Untitled it is, I never change nothin' but people remember this
If Nas can't say it, think about these talented kids
With new ideas being told what they can and can't spit
I can't sit and watch it, so shit, I'mma drop it
Like it or not, you ain't gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio, cups of Don Julio
No matter what the CD called, I'm unbeatable y'all, let's go

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Eminem]
There they go, back in stadiums as Shady spits his flow
Nuts they go, Macadamia
They go so ballistic, whoa
He can make them look like bozos
He's wondering if he should spit this slow
Fuck no
Go for broke, this cup just runneth over, oh no
He ain't had him a buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed
They been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose
Back into the game and they know, rap will never be same as before
Bashing in the brains of these hoes
And establishing the name as he goes
The passion in the flame is ignited
You can't put it out once we light it
This shit is exactly what the fuck that I'm talking about when we riot
You dealing with a few true villains who stand inside of a booth, truth spilling
And spit true feelings until our tooth fillings come flying up outta of our mouths
Now rewind it
Pay back mothafucka for the way that you doubted me, how's it taste
When I slap the taste outta your mouth
With the bass so loud that it shakes the place
I'm Hannibal Lecter, so just in case you're thinking of saving face
You ain't gonna have no face to save by the time I'm through with this place
So Drake