Fury - Red Nation Remix (My Nation) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

My Nation (Explicit)

(Verse 1)
Throw your Motherfucking New York Caps In The Sky
You Know How High We Fly
You In Or Out
I'm Hotter Than The Sun
Kept My Mouth Loaded
Just Like A Gun
Spit Wetter Than April
When I'm Capable Of
Being The Best MC
Posing Skits
No Drama
Kick Dirt Into Their Eyes
Behind These Eyes
You See No Lies
I'm Evil
I Try
Bless My Dad
Who Died
Now I'm Hotter Than Ever
Colder In The Weather
Smoking In The Winter
New School, I Live It
Made The NY More Famous Than A Yankees Fitted
I pay my city Homage
Half These People Portray A Fake Image
I'm Hard But I Got A Line Of Scrimmage
Time In Nigga
Do Or Die
Only Accept Real People On My Side
I'm Never Falling Off
The Only Breaks I Take To Pause
No-one Knows Who I am
Or Why I'm Here
But It's My World
Here To Put You Bitches In Fear
Throw Into The Top Tier
Life Isn't Fair Dear
Blood In My Eyes
But No Tears
I snap On People Who Think They Know Me
When I get On The Mic
I'm Not A Ordinary MC
Before I Go For Rating
I stick My Middle Fingers In The Sky
It's My Nation!!!
(Chorus)
Now Grow The Fuck Up
Everyday's A Fight Motherfucker
Tough Luck
And We Gonna Fuck The World Till That Bitch Blows Up
I can't Tell Ya What's Good Or Whats Bad
But I'm Sure You Be Fucking Thankful For What You Have
Looking In The Mirror
Disappointment Nowhere To Be Found
I'm A Dog
Call Me A Bloodhound
Cause I'm After Motherfucking Clowns
Call Me A God
As I Turn The Lights Down
Throw Drinks In The Air
Leave Asses On The Ground
(Verse 2)
I wouldn't Trade My Soul To Be Drake Or J. Cole
But Still Share Respect For The Motto And Cry For The Lost Ones
But I keep It Strapped
With Verbally Destructive Puns
And Lyrical Tommy Guns
Pull One Out
Get Two
Talking About My Fingers
Fuck You
My Rap Sound Good?
Question To Niggas Who Think You Gotta Be From The Hood To Be This Good
When You're Rhyming Sexually Addictive, Tiger Woods
Blood On My Hands
No Coulds
Don't Fight Soft Niggas
No Wood
Boogie Down Bronx
New York
Home Of Gun Hill Basketball Courts
Street Football Sport
Burning Up In The Winter
Fever In The Middle Of December
Wheels Blowing Smoke In November
Another Words
I'm Worrying About Winter In The Fall
Hold Up Bitch
Got A Another Call
Bout To Spread Heat When Miami Ball
But In New York
I Ball harder than Kareem
Going Hotter than The Steam
In The Blood Of My Veins
Puerto Rican Lane
Fake Niggas Lose Interest Of The Brain
It Targets Them
Than Considers It Self Insane
Not Worth Spilling Blood Again
(Chorus)
Now Grow The Fuck Up
Everyday's A Fight Motherfucker
Tough Luck
And We Gonna Fuck The World Till That Bitch Blows Up
I can't Tell Ya What's Good Or Whats Bad
But I'm Sure You Be Fucking Thankful For What You Have
Looking In The Mirror
Disappointment Nowhere To Be Found
I'm A Dog
Call Me A Bloodhound
Cause I'm After Motherfucking Clowns
Call Me A God
As I Turn The Lights Down
Throw Drinks In The Air
Leave Asses On The Ground