Kid Abyss - 1-2-3 Times [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]


One time
For the sold souls
Grab my Bible
Grip the 22
And breathe slow
Think twice about my sentences like metaphors
Up in Compton hearing shots going back and forth
Going back to LA this a hotspot
Niggas awaiting Grammy nominates on my watch
Feeling good this is my time no ticking clock
Cus I got all day to show these niggas what I got
That's ironic only 15 tracks plus some bonus gifts as a gift of appreciation
Feeling light on my feet gravity got me beat
To the unknown powerful drugs in each faces
It's taking all day
To be a success hallway
Young blood all of that's on the way
Stay true to yourself and be a star
Does the fortune and the fame Change who you are?
Nope

[Verse 2]
2 times
For the women every rapper writes in they rhymes
Niggas call them a Bitch, its a federal offense
When niggas say bad bitch it's a Compliment within
Sit yo homophobic ass down
And make a wish
Currently saving spots for that college degree bitch!
No disrespect to my girl at home
She beautifully independent and can handle her own
Type of style
Name brand wild
Bang Bang Boom Pow
Look at her once your whole hair might fall out lol
Now ain't that some shit
No wonder baby girl always call me a trip
Is it cus I'm on the road doing travel shit?
Or is it cus my hospitality will make you sick
Just a bit
But anyways
She got it all
Looking bad as she wanna but don't hurt us all Please?
I wish the women were like her
And not wearing 5 different rainbow colors in they her
Carrying dolce and Gobanna name brand purse
Lipstick glossed up hills high like a church
Its the fashion of the rich
But only take 20 minutes
Cus perfections only limited to high holy sinisters
And never ever be like yall
Escalate and upgrade to the best of all
The devil wants to take control of me and she just trying to work with me to be on top
Talking charts and stocks
Nigga she won't stop
Being supportive of a nigga
Holding on to a nigga
Like Janet did PAC
But this ain't Poetic Justice
Nor Good Kid Mad city
Money don't change me nor make me biggy pity pity
The God of fear
Fear of being broke alone with no options here
When I found God is when I came heartless, yea
Desperate to find a way with my mama dear
Dear Lord can you help us
We drippin tears
She been in the same apartment for 22 years
To long for a woman with two grown kids
She not a single mother but still she deserves the rich
Not a mansion but a home with a chromed out Benz
Deserves 16 years worth of fortune that's blessed money
Tell neighbors Kid Abyss hooked you up worth something
That's worth something
Maybe love and respect for your hard work
The Labor, the time, the effort lets see
Sacrificing all things
For a young kid
That didn't know no things
I'll die for my number one
You told me to love a girl like a beautiful queen that's an easy one
Never giving up on this game cus this games for my number one


[Verse 3]
3 times For Illuminati
Them niggas can do without me
But I'll keep it in mind
The type of souls that dont break
Impossible For the fortune and the fame to cop a new Bugatti
Terrorist threats going on and off
To set a new alarm warning like Uncle Sam
And the spirit man
Inside the Holy body replenishes death with two deaths
Lock myself in hells surface cus I can't handle got damn pressure
Worry bout the real me not the outside texture
The pressure
Is their worst
Killing all the life nigga talking influenza
I'm H1N1
You niggas been one
My old is your new one
Your shit is out of style nigga