Illmaculate - On & On [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Talking: Illmaculate]
This one is a dedication, you know, to that certain type of fan
That self-proclaimed underground fan
Who hates on anything and everything he can
Listen closely..

[Verse 1: Illmaculate]
You'll never know the struggle of those
You grin and point your finger at
I've been scuffing the soles, so my shoes tend to keep intact
You in a comfortable home, we on the pavement eating scraps
You place judgement on those who made it, well we beat the rest
See the facts, how you never seen where the streets are at
You're just mad we found a game that you can't beat us at
Went from hustling dro to beats and tracks
What can I say, money was low but even that just leads us back
'Til that's something you loathe, you fucks are so deceived
That you feel we're doing it wrong — get up and show us, please!
Y'all were better as critics, take a second to listen
The message you're missing is everyone's perspective is different
That's why our music is labeled
Cause you don't want the truth, you want the truth that you can relate to
That's food for thought and you should be thankful when consuming a plateful
And bow your head and ask if you can be excused from the table

[Chorus: Illmaculate]
It goes on and on, we'll be feuding this long
That don't compare to the payoff and truth in our songs
You either scared of the chaos or used to the calm
And too ignorant to see that it's you in the wrong
X2

[Verse 2: Illmaculate]
You preach what Hip-Hop is and which style inspires you
While we live it — you're speaking from an outsiders view
You realize you're false once you clowns find the truth
But instead you lie to yourself and doubt why it's you
Doubt why it's you in the wrong and keep fronting
But I'd doubt, if you were involved, you'd keep judging
Hating blindly, these granola-eating hypocrites
Won't be taken lightly or control me with their ignorance
There's fake and real, you showing me the difference
We're holding our ground while you hoping that we'd give an inch
It just won't win, we survived attacks from both ends
And march proudly in blood soaked Timbs

[Chorus:]

[Talking: Illmaculate]
Yeah, open your fucking mind, man. You know..
I'm saying "we survive the attacks from both ends"
Cause we got these labels already trying to be sheisty
And force us into their box, you know
Now we got so-called fans
Hating on any successful artist that don't fit into their underground Hip-hop box...
Fuck you!