G-Money - Pound Cake Remix [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

A-JUICE -

Man The top is so lonely. Where did my homies go?
Probably plotting and scheming to and stealing to get a hold of dope
Every day I pray and hope that they don't overdose
It's sad but true that it's the only way they know to cope
Ima rap god, father son and Holy Ghost
The whole scene is nothing but a fucking dog and pony show
I heard It plenty times shoulda listened when they told me so
So the story goes
I'm tryn keep my soul Intact
Say what I feel no holdin back
Never fiction only facts, kiprotich when I'm on the track
That means that I'm running for the gold
And that ain't off the head man it's coming from the soul
I was brakin pounds down turning o's to g's
Tryna make money grow on trees
Quickly I learned, harder I work the quicker I earned
And the what I give is what I get in return
So I give it my best



G-MONEY -

Trying to make a name while you sitting on the bleachers
Got my foot in the game and I'm lacing up my sneakers/
Ready to throw my jersey on
Man my flow is the closest thing to Magic (Johnson) and I'm about to get my Worthy(James) on
These aren't just rhymes every verse I'm dispersing is pivotal
Flow sweet and Classic like Wherthers original
These Words are original
From the 4-1-0
But that don't mean I 10-4
I don't copy you n****s
NO!
How sloppy are you n****s?
I'm well put together
Like an assembly, you need to get your s**t together"
Yeah
And if ya'll n***as ain't f***ing with me in 2013, 2014 I'm a make you wanna f***ing quit forever
And Put the mic down my freestyles are better than the shit you write down
Yeah it might sound like I f***ing wrote this
But nah I just smoked some f***ing weed and I'm focused



DENIAL -

Yeah!
Fuck it, ima come off top, like a loose toupee
Cut the brakes, it don't matter cuz we won't stop...
At least not today
Two flows like the river and the bay
Message encrypted, just deliver what I say
No way that's a quitter's gettin'paid/
And I could give a fuck whatchu sayin' on ya Twitter Page
You're at a bitter age, Ay!
And just jealous of accomplishments
Ridin' coat tails on some accomplice shit
And wonder why you ain't accomplish shit?
Cuz you sittin' on yo ass, contemplatin' gettin' cash
But you won't get up and get it
And I stay on my grind, so there's the fuckin difference
....tell whoever that I said that
I'm like a bird, bitch, I'm where the bread's at