Kid Rock - New York's Not My Home [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]



Burning

Oh no, oh no, here we go now[X3]



Oh no[?]




Went to New York to cut my first LP



Riding down Broadway in a taxi



Hang a right at 25th



Just a little too swift, jo



Let me out, I'm gonna walk from here on



Heres four bucks you drive like a moron



Lost in the apple and I'm all alone




[Chorus]



Cause New York's Not My Home





[Verse 2]



In the village just illing with a forty in a brown bag



I'm seeing freaks, and also fags



I see a set of nice legs within in my site



But it's a fucking transvestite



Walking in the daylight



Now I'm tripping and I'm like blown



But I take another sip and say to each his own



He'd get dissed in Detroit, but I'll leave him alone





[Chorus]





[Verse 3]



Now if your sounds are knocking to the cool Kid Rocking



Has got your girl jocking



Take a chill pill young man, close your flap



Cause like the Piston Joe, I'm going back to back



With a track, uh, that's just too clean



I got my pistol packed and a fifth of Jim Beam



Only 19, and my name ain't Wilbur



But I pull more hoes then Long Jon Silver



I don't dress up, or try to look pretty



Instead I rock the house in every major city



From the tip of Maine to the coast of Cali



I get down and I yodle in the valley



Can't say I'm from the Bronx or Brook-land zones





[Chorus]





[Verse 4]



Eight ave in the 40 deuce, it's like a freak show



A lot of hookers try to pop that weak, so



I walk with a limp when I pimp through



Or co-mack those hoes if I'm illing with the Beast Crew



It's picking up, ill check this fact



These Mother Fuckers pay over 2.50 for a big mac



Con-jested, overcrowded, cya I'm gone





[Chorus]