Josh Smith - 32 Bars [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Josh Smith]
Yeah, J said the beat slapped, so I rapped to it
Type of beat that make a black girl clap to it
Type of song that make sane dude just loose it
Type to make an educated man go stupid
Rap game, trap game is so ruthless
Fall in love with the track, shouts to baby Cupid
Forget killing it J done straight shootin'
Boppin' your head so hard, neck get broken
I'm the only one here that's outspoken
Higher thinking, like my thoughts is in the air floatin'
Almost the only black kid, Southpark, Token
A drive for success is the only thing I'm totin'
I truly think I'm the one that was the solely chosen
Person to lead the industry, create a movement, motion
So smooth like when you putting on some lotion
So soothe like waves crashing in an ocean
Now I ain't claiming I'm the best, I got a lot of growin'
But I'm a killa, I'll murder you! I'm jokin'
Only shooting I do is when I'm super soakin'
Every song is the realist thing I've ever wrotten
Every song is the realist thing I've ever written
I meant to say that, but my bad, you guys, please forgive me
Put your hands in the air if you rolling with me
The silver lining, I'm the one that's holding down my city
Got eight bars left, what can I talk about
Oh yeah, guess what, tape's coming out
It's a pretty sick album, homie, no doubt
It's straight dripping with cool, like a leaky spout
It's super hot like fire smoking through a chimney
It's everything, the music represents all that is in me
It's the birth of something crazy, like Jesus to Virgin Mary
Underestimated, look for it in January