Ikay (US) - Smile Back [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro

(Bob Marley Vocals)
Now we go and we check out what is the meaning of Rastafari
Well... Rasta mean head, tafi means creator
So rastafari means head creator
Head creator in common sense is God
Ah him is the head creator
Just like the bible seh, just like the revelation
It's just a mirror

Verse 1

Been through good and bad times, shit fluctuates
Still I got love in my heart, homie fuck da hate
Dem niggas talking to da cops, they must be fakes
Cry Nation on top, it must be fate
Queens is my City, I hold it down
Da hottest nigga in da streets, I hold da crown
My little nephew was a toddler, he a soldier now
He got a flow that's so profound
I heard niggas talkin shit, saying Kay is a loser
Real niggas turn bitches, a game I ain't used to
Stay on ya grind get that paper cause money is crucial
Don't fall in love with them bitches, them bitches will use you
I smoke weed to get high, it ease da pain
Turn my head to da sky cause I feel so strange
Every day in da hood and I need a change
No sunshine in da ghetto, all I see is rain
Sometimes I think about how to kill myself
Been through the fire and I'm still myself
Got so many insecurities that I built myself
Get my my brother Nicko on the phone, this is my plea for help

Chorus

When I smile you better smile back
Been my homie from a while back
You was a wild cat
In da streets all day, trying to get laid
Runnin from da cops, trying to get paid
So many blood on ya blade
Still I say...
When I smile you better smile back
Been my homie from a while back
You was a wild cat
In da streets all day, trying to get laid
Runnin from da cops, trying to get paid
So many blood on ya blade

Verse 2

I make beats and spit rhymes, that's my thing
I praise Selassie all the time, cause that's the king
Real niggas gon shine, you can't box us in
Blind can't lead the blind, cause that's a sin
My lil’ homie was a rider, he gave me hope
Now he's crazy as fuck, cause he blazed da coke
I never turned my back, he still my nigga
I love you anyway, I'm still not bitter
You can call me anytime, I'll be there
Vibing all night on da project stairs
Put my life on da record so da world can hear
Putting diamonds that shine in ya girlfriend ears
Friends come and go but family stays
Fake niggas get killed for their scandalous ways
I'm a G till I die, don't ask me why
Putting knowledge to ya brain, so close ya eyes
A true playa in this game, with hopes to die
Yo Mimi keep ya head up, I'm king to be
Never be afraid of the things you see
And when times get hard... don't be appalled, just think of me

Chorus

When I smile you better smile back
Been my homie from a while back
You was a wild cat
In da streets all day, trying to get laid
Runnin from da cops, trying to get paid
So many blood on ya blade
Still I say...
When I smile you better smile back
Been my homie from a while back
You was a wild cat
In da streets all day, trying to get laid
Runnin from da cops, trying to get paid
So many blood on ya blade

Verse 3

One thing that I hate and that's a liar
Cause liars then steal what they heart's desire
All them hate that I see filled my heart with fire
Anger in my heart so I start to riot
Few niggas that I trust, few bitches that I love
Michelle forever in my heart, she's a flying dove
Craig and Zalla, dem my dawgs
Me and Nicko in da streets living large
Setting rules to da game cause da kid's in charge
Wisdom's food for ya brain and it heals ya scars
I grew up in Jamaica, so I know da streets
Empty clips on haters, screaming no defeat
I once was a kid, I'm older now
Due to da struggle, my heart's colder now
No room for a snitch so hold ya grounds
I tell my mama I'm a star, as I hop in da Benz
She said; Kay keep ya head up and watch ya friends
Never let ya adversary know when you hurtin
Cause ya enemies will prey on your flaws for certain
So every time you see me, I smile with grace
Cause you can't see my pain behind my smiling face

Chorus

When I smile you better smile back
Been my homie from a while back
You was a wild cat
In da streets all day, trying to get laid
Runnin from da cops, trying to get paid
So many blood on ya blade
Still I say...
When I smile you better smile back
Been my homie from a while back
You was a wild cat
In da streets all day, trying to get laid
Runnin from da cops, trying to get paid
So many blood on ya blade