Fricky - Home/Town [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1
When Pac and Biggie Smalls died I was only seven
Just a weekend later, another death of my homie Kevin
And he was only eleven 'member what I told the reverend
Even tho he suffered will be closest when we get to heaven
So rest in peace my lil homie bcus ur soul deserve it
And when look back at the past look I don't regret it
I got your comic books I was even told to sell it
These memories is photogenic like how was I not 'possed to tell it
I dropped the resume surprisingly in 0'11
I went from getting dissed to interviews in polo sweaters
And then the labels came, the deal I got was disturbing
Cus when your shit is fire, labels taking solo credit
We had some good times EnaRhymes and me
And Prodigy was there taking pictures with the team
With Bvggi,Tsetse Dna Chip
Qb, Felly, Scary YES !!!

Hook : Adele
Round my hometown, memories are fresh
Round my hometown, ooh, the people I've met
Are the wonders of my world, are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of this world, are the wonders and now

Verse 2
I Wanna spread the vision, radio and on television
So why careless snitching why u wanna turn it vicious
Instead of dissing I'm just hoping that u fellas listen
When I was gettin sick best, believe my health condition
Would get a lil scary I could use some penicillin
Now all these curvy shorties lure me on the verge on sinning
Shorty got me grinning from her booty to her pedicure
And staring at defeat got me feeling I was scared of winning
Been thinking 'C'est la vie, it's levels who these fellas see
Envy you with energy on everything u p'red to be
Choking on the fella speech, hoping for a verbal beef
The fruits of Fricky's labor full of Jews like its Tel Aviv
We had to happen,steady rapping cuz the flow is gift
In Sticky's room was cooking demos back in '06
It's good to make it solo, better with your whole clique
They'd finna see us locked up in a celly like a phone chip


Verse 3
You see this music biz is not for whom them purists seek
And only few is free to speak of how the future's truly bleak
That vibe is old as me but that is not for you to plead
Cuz when to start to spit it slick they tend to give you a lotta grief
You say you run the game, I never seen u pull a muscle
Refuse a scuffle,, me and cutey got me beauty couples
Just keep on being you , just take your time and coolly hustle
'Skinny boy' to 'Rapping Mogul', fully Russell
These backstabbers who laughed at us they lack manners
I snap ladders I am back at it like crack addicts
My rap balance is pragmatic, my past habits
On tracks status ,is rock solid, I spark knowledge
These Dj's you never force em, to kill him, am playing possum
These Haters will not endorse him, debating if I was awesome
Escaping this inner torture just play me and never pause em
Display me for me to blossom, my ratings forever flossing (fricky )