Green Hypnotic - Last Supper [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro : Flashbacks (People speaking in french)]

[Verse 1]

Picture me of my bed, steady thinking 'bout the future
I was 16, talking 'bout being a rapper
Beefin' everyday, with my mom and step-father
Music was the only thing that really cleared my aura
Yes I went to school, even got my diploma
Didn't mean shit, cause I was feeling like a loner
Never slanged shit, always dealt with legit paper
All those night shifts, really made a nigga tougher
I owe it all to my gramps (said)
I owe it all to my gramps
He gave his 100%, so best believe that i'll represent
If you don't like what I represent
Shut your mouth and keep your 5 cents
Bitch
I'm the fuck-ing coach, you're opinion's irrelevant
They say that I'm arrogant
They say that I'm arrogant, (uh)
Last time I checked my team was the main event
There's no need to pretend
There's no need to pretend
Business is business, we're never gonna' be friends
C.O.A.S.T. Life

[Hook]

The last supper, (right)
This is the last supper, (right)
I'm tryna' feed my whole my fam' till we rich for ever, (ya-sah)
The last supper (uh?)
This is the last supper (yeah)
Picture me eating with my fam' steady countin' paper
Get money-money-Get money-money-money (sing along now)
Get money-money-Get money-money-money (sing along now)
Get money-money-Get money-money-money (sing along now)
Get money-money-Get money-money (sing along now)

[Verse 2]

Wasn't for this 5 year plan, I prolly wouldn't be there
Tooked one for the team, so blessed to be here
On 'em blogs and shit
Interviews and shit
It's "Laval ou Rien" at all the shows we ripped
Rappers talking slick
Acting tough and shit
I pay 'em no mind cause they all broke and shit, (help out for what?)
I ain't fixing shit
Ungrateful niggas, y'all can suck my dick
Word to this Muller, my nigga, it's my time
Peep the chains and the rings on the fingers bet I grind
Like a skater, player hater you bitter cause I shine
You're a shadow; Sonic's alter-ego, so strop trying
This is the last supper, picture me with the team
Making plans for the future, visualising our dreams
Nevermind the fame, we're all about the cream
The C.O.A.S.T. is that gang, now stop pretending (nigga)
Let a nigga eat with his brothers
Counting paper, stacking paper
Cause this bread won't last forever
Investing in our craft, cause this 9 to 5 cash, is a joke to us rappers
Blowing up ain't shit, if you're not with your clique
Record deals won't save ya'
Loyalty's everything, put yo' bros on, don't let this money change ya'
I owe it all to my fam, (said)
I owe it all to my fam
They kept it 100 grand, so best believe that i'll share my ends
Said I owe it all to my fam
I owe it all to my fam
Viva la C.O.A.S.T. vida 'till the freaking end
Ya-Sah

[Hook]

[Outro : Flashbacks (People speaking in french)]