Jake - Ready or Not [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Sample of "Ready or Not" by the Fugees]

I hope you ready for greatness
For me to bring it to you real, no fake shit
A lot of moves I don't see you niggas makin'
I ball hard so hand me the rock, I'm on my Blake shit
I'm brand new, you old niggas, I'm up for next
I make hits you niggas' bitches would love to catch
They want my baby, now these niggas is cutting checks
I know better, I'm a neurologist, only fuck with head
Mama got a new man now
He fuck up, I swear I'mma have to lay him down
But that's just how you gotta think for you mom's sake
All I ask is a real nigga to make her smile
I don't think that they ready for what I got to offer
Treat the game like Mary Jane and I'm Peter Parker
I give it everything I got
Ready or not, this is all a nigga got

[Sample of "Ready or Not" by the Fugees]

So, tell them I'm heating up
Sick of niggas' hits like I'm Tina Turner, beaten up
I've been fucking the game for a while now
I found my stroke and I'm that close to a decent nut
That mean my dream's open to me making them something real
These niggas will fucking kill if you seem closer
To the fame, every night a different city
So I live like I know there's a chance of getting biggy
Yeah, treat my first like it'll be my last
A lone star like the same state that I was born in
Labels patiently waiting to find something hot
They'll soon see that I'm global warming
Trying to kick me out seeing that I got my foot in
Well, I'm about to kick the fucking door in
If the best become an overnight celebrity
Then I'll be famous in the fucking morning

[Sample of "Ready or Not" by the Fugees]