John River - The Storm [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
This is what you've been waiting for ain't it
I'm back now

[Verse 1]
My teacher told me go to school, get a B.P.A
I live my life in color while your T.V. gray
I told my Mom, believe and pray
That one day I finally be that N I G G A
I take delay, but now we never run clock
I'm young Blake Griffin, with a mid range jump shot
My music still greet cold souls
My nigga Skimmy M.M.G that's meet more goals
We came a long damn way
From the meatloaf rolls
Back in France could you figure
Used to call me a nigga
Was shooting down my dreams
The only way to bury them
My city on my back
Because thats the only way I carry men
The carrying is steep
We never follow sheep
You woke up broke nigga
Why the fuck you go to sleep
We all had dreams of riding around with the top down
I'm J.R. Smith in '06 I never turn a shot down

[Hook]
I see the rain in your skies from the pain in your eyes
The storm of the night find your wings fly away, away
From the day you were born
You were more than the norm
You're calm then you storm
Find your ways
Fly Away, away

[Bridge]
Don't try me nigga, because ya'll ain't ready
Don't try me nigga, because ya'll ain't ready
Don't try me nigga, because ya'll ain't ready
Don't try me nigga, because ya'll ain't ready

[Verse 2]
Look
Guess who has a rap now because I put the mac down
Niggas got locked up, couldn't put the mac down
Niggas used to rap, they be trying trap now
Niggas in the trap, they be trying rap now
Remember used to hate, well they want a track now
Used to call me white, well I guess I'm black now
Down for the count they be trying to tap round
Mama always said come a come back round
Where your mind at nigga fuck you trying to get figures
About to blow, where you blinded nigga
Ain't about to throw the quickest the sickest flows
Depicting the pictures shows that scripted the stereo-
Types, Well I'm a fly my pride
Mama said my light is bright
Papa said I'm going take flight
Like buckle up your wings
Nigga you about to sing like
La Da Doe
Come down to my show
That's a joke
No it don't, paint my soul
Like you don't understand I'm trying to change the globe
Don't even read the other lessons from the fans
Only fuck with peanut butter because my niggas in a jam
Don't do it for the glams, do it for your fans
Do it for the grab, do it for

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Don't try me nigga, because ya'll ain't ready, for me