Jay M - World Is Yours [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1:Jay M]
I'm feelin myself is that a bad decision
I hope not because I have good intentions
I made mistakes I learned my lessons
Usually when I get it rite I'm only guessin
To be honest, I really dont know
Am I perfect? I don't think so
I do my best to keep shit real though
Fuck wit me,I'll kick yo ass like a field goal
I got ambition like Wale
Just a young nigga that like to party
Got the baddest girls callin n I dont even know why
Cuz the good girls usually want the bad guys
Why? I will never know
It usually turns those girls into hoes
Because they're boyfriends are assholes
Then they die after an overdose
The good dudes get nothin, unless they're rich
Then, they end up fuckin a dirty bitch
And they just met her
U feelin like the king & all these other bitches Coretta
Then the broke niggas dont know what to do
Until they find success & all the fake bitches comin through
If you broke, well, no pussy for you
That's the way of life, it's just not cool
But you know what they say, life ain't fair
Living the perfect life is just too rare
Matter of fact, it's impossible
We all make mistakes that aren't logical
Some niggas make mistakes that leave em in a hospital
Cuz for some reason, they think they're unstoppable
Then, when they fuck up, they gotta perform obstacles
They had a lot of options though
But they fucked it up
Could've been a winner but they not even a runner up
In last place, they still fuckin up
And I'm thinkin "What the Fuck"
Some niggas would kill for just a buck
It could be a good person that's out of luck
The shit that irk me is the killa don't even give a fuck
Then they think they tuff, but for what?
It's a difference between bein tuff & not givin a fuck
That's something few niggas seem to comprehend
Fake niggas try to pretend to be your friend
But they scared to defend
Which is why you gotta seperate the fake from the real
Fake friends are the unreal
Real friends are the unfake
So fuck all these dumb fakes
Do your thing, and people open doors
Just let em know that the world is yours

[Verse 2:Black Casper]
I'm feelin myself is that a bad decision
I got erudition, so fuck yo opinion
My dominion is endless
Tell that to these fake ass christens
You can feel my ambition
Yes I'm a real ass christen
Just my skin color is a supposition
Why does black need yo permission
Why when I come with a simple fact
To whites and blacks
In history class they tell me
To put my hand back
Meaning don't ask no question
My counselor said to pass with the bare minimum
Black, hispanic, and Mexicans
We all in the same perdicament
Holidays for blacks whose listenin'
Let's find a count to whose really CNN
Trayvon Martin got clapped by Zimmerman
So much for Union states for Americans
Damn....
World is yours