Green Street - Golden Child (Godchild) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: A-live]

Break bread with the God, ahead of the mob
My visions clippings cut from the emperors cloth
The minute you admit it no one cut out like you
And nobody got the hustle that you do
‘Cause even with a foot in the grave, I kept a foot in the game
Glanced in the mirror, got a look at my pain
Damn, but who could I tell, reflecting on how far I done fell
Got me dwelling in my personal hell, my purpose had left
Just a year ago, my eyes wide touching down in Tokyo
Stepping up in clubs and people know me yo
Now if they only know I’m stuck to this bed, thinking I just might be better off dead
But you a visionary
You gotta know that this is temporary
A minor setback to step past to get to glory
So forgot you worries, realize that you’re here
Wrote you a letter as I smile through the years
I’m shining for real

[Chorus: Sunny Jones]

You can live scared for your life, never know what’s out there
Or you can take a dare in your mind, go far into light years
I ain’t got a choice in the matter
I can deal with fear I’ve done
So its pedal to the metal, never gonna settle

[Verse 2: Charmingly Ghetto]

The opening act, with my hope in my hat
Made mad records before it though, and I hope you relax
With focus intact, witnessing the mat slip from under me
Losing my traction, need to engage the balance
The system disarmed, they walking on me
Loving my mind, let me embrace it, I’ll taste it
We’ll live so divine, back to the grind
9-5, humble as f*ck
Still won’t go back
Professional, stressing wild
Learning about the ups and down
I’ll appreciate the fam, take care close of my kin
Depreciate the clan is preposterous
This is what a father is
And bodying it is up next
Expectations ain't for vets
And opinions ain't delaying what I’m saying next
Only help for the mind, off the shelf for some time
Off the belt, now I’m saved
And raised occasionally, but now life’s meaning ain’t the same to me

[Verse 3: Soupa]

Reminiscing on days, twisting the haze
With visions of graves
Minimum wage and living astray
Dealing with pain, so what can I say?
Say what I can, I turn to god and pray
He say I'm the man
Blazing a gram and taking his hand
Walk in the park, my jogging is often awkward
Stuck where started, my thoughts are off it
Long-winded, thought-driven, Allah vision
Never caught slipping, posted on walls a strong pivot
Yeah that's hard work, talk of the town that's our dirt
Roam along roads with the codes we all learned
Now I'm off thirst, Nas verse, If the world was mine
We'd be all first, boss work, nobody on the pine
Yo it's S.O.U. P - A
I save the urban people from whatever is in the way
It's forever and a day putting haze up
If you wasn't with me on the court putting jays up
Then don't say much