KC Carter - Fresh to Death [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro:
Yo x3

Verse 1 - KC Carter
I've seen niggas on the rocks withouth the liqour
I've seen the same cats on the block selling swishers
My nigga, I ain't smoke, but exhale something viscious
And I've been blessed by the best colour gifted
My nigga, I don't stress, cause I'm always optimistic
And your boy streched before these bars get lifted
Treat my flow like net and you'll never get it twisted
Get with it if I spit it you can get boyalifted
Blow kisses to the missues, that hit up to the mistress
You can hear it in this mix this nigga on a mission
And I'm bitching out whippings who can't flip it,ain't no time
For lolly gagging, lick home to your harley braggin'

I got the city on my back, so my slacks, I'm probably saggin'
Got the world on my shoulders, my feet, the probably draggin'
But not the fire-breathing,no second-guessing, take directions from a higher beeing
I'm just reflecting on my blessings, that's what I believe in
Who hit the tires sqeeling, thats just my drive, forever on the ground
Living my life like inside of a torch
Reaching the heights like never before
Giving them out the a place from the lord
Paying the kicks I could never afford
He did and we is the best out the Mid-West
You ain't gotta know my name, you just call it kid bless
Took notes on the game, improved what I did best
And I'm fresh to death and I've ain't even lived yet

Hook x2
Fresh to death and I've ain't even lived yet
Fresh to death and I've ain't even lived yet
Fresh to death and I've ain't even lived yet
Lived yet, lived yet

Verse 2 - Ex-P
I take a minute and I spit it like mucus,I got the sound of cutus
When it do it, comes out so ruthless
Using my music as a form of expression and influence
Controlling the crowd with this mic, grip and abuse it
Using my mind as a tool, and it's never been used
Allows me to ellaborate and get off like I just ejaculated
Tag teaming this bitch with KC, that was a collaboration
Ain't it facinating, you thought I was exaggerating
Until I stopped procrastinating,inner flow becomes aggravating
I feel their aggrevation, I'm navigate word at will, it seems surreal
Like reality TV, I must see, flow funky like muss

Trust me, disguisting, you don't even want to nudge me kid
My rap i functous, so everything I do is big
I'm hard headed, you can't tell a nigga, shit
They ask me how I've got it so nice, I'm only 26
Easy got a dictionary, and I read up on shit
Now I put words together like a collage
And watch these week MCs disappear like a mirage
All this hard knowledge, you all don't even oblige
Shit it ain't hard to tell, niggas in camouflage
Trying to kicking it true, while they're selling you lies
Passing it off like it's real, devil up in the sky
And you caught that shit sware, than I gotta be fly

Fresh to death and I've ain't even lived yet
Fresh to death and I've ain't even lived yet
Fresh to death and I've ain't even lived yet
Lived yet, lived yet