James Vane - The Storm [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
James Vane take aim blaze the remains
Raise the stage to the highest like Everest
Greatest therapist effortless, a terrorist
Flawless faultless immaculately polished raw rhyme
Every thought that I devise is never lies
Coming for the whole game, white boy, cocaine
Stun, prevail entertain soar then I blow flames
Call me J Cole but I’m lot more cold
From Week 1 you've been singing along
Just like La, so, so, la like the sun la ti do
All on his solo has the girls going so low
Just off the flow though no rose
Got my Yoko Ono supporting though No coco
Complexion. Truly the one
Peace and serenity, teaching divinity
Building a dynasty
Killing every enemy, building a legacy
Here for infinity. Listen to jimmy v
Vane beats lyrics just like the trinity
Killing every prick at St John’s or Perse
Real life purse, now they’re all in a hearse
Let me sweeten my departure with a few white bars
Kendrick Lamar but I’ll surpass, more fast
Voice splits apart hits your heart like mitosis
Potent poet for those kids so hopless
Mind so high like the notes of Otis
One of them thinks I’m just too ferocious
The other ones think I’m just too dormant
I’m sorry bitch I’m back out my coma
Coast to coast one day I know it
Engrossed in the posts one day they’ll quote it
Emotive plosives you know who wrote it

[Hook]
Dreaming of the throne, bleeding all my thoughts for you
Fighting through the storm, rhyming for them all
Dreaming of the throne, bleeding all my thoughts for you
Fighting through the storm, rhyming for them all

[Verse 2]
My friend’s sucking up to kids that don’t like him
Like a nerd and a cool kid in assembly
But there it is I guess it’s meant to be
All I truly want is to bring back the energy
Take it to Wembley for certainty
My brother told me I know that you can do it
You can make it through the storm
How can you scorn from the comfort of your own home
‘cause I don’t conform. Want to transform the world
Perform for a swarm Make a couple chords
Lack of support from those good friends
The wound is sore, it burns a hole
My mind’s in a morgue, a bomb in the core
Loquacious voices and devious labels
Rhymes I write hit you right in the naval
Rhyme with speed not high like a treble
Blow right apart like an alkali metal
Never stopping flowing all glowing all knowing
Not slowing or groaning or stopping or falling
Get going we’re growing and now we are boiling
Dedicate this one to Joe Allison though
Dan Fowler, Ilya Altschluer too
Scared as fuck to say I rupture verbs
No money to record and a flustered nerd
Can’t sing like Usher, voice stuck in the gutter
Cussing to mutterers master the carters
Slip through the verse like a knife on some butter
Flutter like a butterfly sting like a bee
The time has come to believe in me
Complete the dream that’s all we need
Through the beat we just emcee
We will succeed light up these streets

[Hook]