JP - Diced Pineapples [Freestyle] [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: JP]
Uh, uh
Two weeks ago, shots in the ghetto
Wasted ammo for a fuckin' little dough
Had the yellow tape, caution written black
Three kids dead, but one survived, crap
Killer on crack, tackled by a pack
Rack city bitch leads to dead city bitch
Came up to the kids: "Gimme your bills"
Took out all they bills, shoot them up for thrills (bang bang)
A guy off his pills, run off to the hills, uh
Before the last angel was about to spit his will
Rammed to the floor, left them boys to rot
Fucked up, lesbian sister
No more parents they decided to ditch her
Got to make 'em dinner, play the babysitter
Every night she got a fever, uh
Every night she got a fever, uh
This some serious shit, now you good, brrah
Think you got problems livin' in the hood, hah
But you should think about these kids instead of your wood and your trees
And your shit and your smoke and bitch and your joke and you, shh
I ain't jokin' with you
I ain't jokin' with you
True story, real city, C.Crew bitch

[Verse 2: JP]
I don't mess around, but my heart is broke
Spittin' this shit and you boys still walk
Away you run away far, cause you are scared
But you ain't scarred, means you ain't prepared
For the things, that JP said: "I wanna be a friend
Let you know life's sick unless your a dick"
And you trick chicks, it's your trade
Get the hottest blonde, and then say, you're a made man
Ah
AV to the H, I gotta rep my fuckin' city
Kind of weird, own friends, always sayin' screw me
'Til they see me in a movie
And the girls wanna do me
They got boobies and boobies
But they want sex and rubies
Ah, life's a disease, life's a disease
I wanna move far away and become japanese
Eat sushi, read mangas painted with manganese
Vintage life, away from these problems I can't fix
All I can do is rant of stupid politics
I'm too young, I'm too fierce
Got sick kicks, and a sick wrist, fuck
There I go again
There I go again, you see
There I go again
Materialistic men, shit
No, no, girl
Don't pull the trigger on yourself
Please, no, shit