Illmaculate - Play It RMX [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Won my first battle, I ain't never been the same since
Now suddenly everything makes sense
It's like I can indentify a snake's stench
And recognize the fragrance of a fake bitch
We got husky investing this stock money
Somebody tell Slug I'm not ugly but God loves me
I've been blessed, I'm handsome and I have talent too
I spit fresh, if you're yappin' then I'ma act a fool
I would skip test to get head back in school
I had them chicks wet as a ship-wreck, I bagged a few
Yeah, I snatched a boo, she had my pants removed
Acting like her hands are glued to my family jewels
Don't be mad at me... I ain't mad at you!
I'm just tryin' to get your ass to understand the truth
You got a little liquor in you and an attitude
Bitch I'll hit ya 'til you get the picture, like a camera crew
Flashing on 'em, we use force if we're threatened
While you pack a condom as your only source of protection
I go to war for the neighborhood, in Portland I'm reppin'
It's respect, you would do the same if yours is in question...word

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[Verse 2]
You know my style, I'm from St. Johns, Portland
Try to hold me down but you can't stop Jordan
Nah... I'm from a town where they ain't got wardens
But them cops rob us that's why we aim Glocks towards 'em
People duck down when them straight shots soaring
Till they hit the ground like rain drops pouring
Unless they hear the sound and it may not warn 'em
I just pray God helps the pain stop for 'em
It ain't a cakewalk tryin' to make guap scorning
On the same block, same bus, same stops touring the city
Yeah, recording this history
Cause if you ask me, my music is important as any
I mean, I don't wanna have to sell piff to them fiends
Then see my roller come to a stop, like Christopher Reeves
I ain't Superman, just a music fan in a blue sedan
Tryin' to get some loot in hand, you know who I am — Tell 'em!

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