Gabe Caruso - Makin' D'Mands [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Gabe Caruso]

Who told you cats RTA can’t rap?
That kinda trash talk’ll get your wack ass smacked
We rap for many reasons but mostly to teach lessons
We earn respect for certain and there’s no second guessin'
You try to come competin’ but you’ll soon find that you’re less than
Any dude in this crew, but still we’re rarely flexin’
We’re destined to rise above the rest and
Make all of you know nothings into our yes men
Come and fucking step and you’re gonna end up underfoot
Stompin on your pride leave you diggin' through the gutter put
All your faith in these men, these men present
Hip hop fiends with exactly what they need then
Bust through the speakers like the Hulk was trapped inside of them
See us slanging through the city like we all were Spidermen
We’re not trying to be superheroes cause we keep our own agendas
We’ll serve you, but you’re not crew so we will not defend ya

[Hook: Gabe Caruso]

We’re not asking for your respect, we’re here to demand it
With tight beats by Myner taking you to new planets
And it’s clear we’re blasting off to new solar systems
To stars much brighter so I know that you’re gonna listen
If you can’t respect the best duo in the galaxy
You’re bound to hear the sound of feet crushing on you pounding teeth
We zoom into Jupiter increasing your gravity
Then blasting off and laughing as you try to take a grab at me

[Verse 2: Gabe Caruso]

Are we out of this world or we just out of our minds?
And sir, you’re out of your element, and you ran out of time
It’s time to find a new spot, earn new props on roof tops
Go and tell that rick ross that you just found a new boss
I’m hocking hits rockin this out of the top of my esophagus
Robbin kids of their modern fits and profittin from all of this
Toppin this? god, ya kids really got some rocks but shit
Often this talking shit, gets you tossed into bottomless
Pits when you honestly get what you deserve
Two options get out of the way or you can get served
Either way we coming through and we’re ready to advance
We’re taking all you hostage and making our demands
So fellas on the floor and all the pretty ladies dance
And since I’m calling the shots ladies take off your pants
They had me crazy, salivating like I had a case of rabies
Plan A was grab the money but Plan B’s just grabbing ladies

[Hook: Gabe Caruso]

We’re not asking for your respect, we’re here to demand it
With tight beats by Myner taking you to new planets
And it’s clear we’re blasting off to new solar systems
To stars much brighter so I know that you’re gonna listen
If you can’t respect the best duo in the galaxy
You’re bound to hear the sound of feet crushing on you pounding teeth
Zoomin into Jupiter increasing your gravity
Then blasting off and laughing as you try to take a grab at me

[Verse 3: Gabe Caruso]

We’re here to make our name synonymous with all the best
And often this leads some cats to get some of the largest heads
Cause competence turns into confidence and left unchecked it
Rots into cockiness like Kanye West
But we’re not here to stop the show and blow off Mrs. Swift
Embarrassing our area is not why we clocked in this shift
We just came to rock the hardest, talk the hardest, dress the sharpest
Park the car get out and start the party harder than most other artists
I’m new to the area but not new to the game
Listen to New Orleans streets and you’re gonna hear my name
I’m at home in the scariest areas where nefarious characters will stare at ya
Take care of ya, then bury ya
Scared, who me? No, man you must be thinking of some other guy
Gunshots and sirens are just New Orleans’ lullabies
You hear some mothers cry and some other guys bust caps
I’m gettin dizzy spittin to the rhythm of the gun claps
I’m stunned that you dumb cats are expecting us to fail
We’ve got more solid bars than twenty county jails
And we got more fuckin’ keys than those twenty county wardens
And we’re stormin’ til the mornin listnin’ to police reports and
Takin’ all the notes and playin’ their position
Wait a couple minutes so we miss hittin his vision
This is wisdom of the streets that you can’t learn in college
No GED needed for that hard knock knowledge
Add these with the degrees I have attached to my name
And you’re dealing with a villain type that’ll rattle your cage
If you’re not fearing the rage then you’re not hearin this sage
Before it's over and you dopers go i’ll pocket your wage
With rockets engaged I’m confident that we get paid
We rockin the stage often and smooth talkin all of our days
So stop your shit and behave before we gotta get serious
Plan B teamed with Myner that’s the rawest shit period