L.A. Symphony - Very Expensive [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

All my, all my, all my ladies
All my, all my, all my brothers
All my, all my, all my ladies

Up in the club, ready to rub a dub
All the little gangsters gotta to show me love
Too cute for small time fools thinking I'm a thug
While my presence is an undercover Symphony plug

Uh, givin' up love and hugs
To all ladybugs, hair cuts and cute thugs
Cindy Crawford without bubbs
Girls flirtin' with shirt tubs
While I decline the offer to smoke buzz

And when I step into the place drunk
Girls in my face
Talkin' bout "Hey, Uno, I'm wearin' white lace!"
Far out like outer space
Crazy ladies in the place
????? the space with grace
And flashing cute face

I'm up against the race
At the pace of the base
I wave at the babes, inflate the chase!
Oh no, get away mommy
Don't need no personal ways
I ain't messin' with you, little girls

(Chorus)
Lookin' for some life, but you don't know what to do
You try to get a little L.A. Symph crew
But it's very expensive
(I thought I should tell you)
It's very expensive
(I'm not tryin' to sell you)
It's very expensive
(I will never fail you)
It's very expensive
(You're lookin' kinda stale too)
It's very expensive
(C'mon y'all take two)
It's very expensive
So back on up

We stand out like we couldn't get in
We beat back thoughts like blows to the chin (blows to the chin)
Millennium model of young strong Christian men
I've been graced since birth, there's no need to pretend
We break out for whatever break up in
The rules broke fools no jewels but good friends
Comprehend what I recommend (what I recommend)
Keep an eye on your ends
Baby tried to get me for my dividends

Boom, call collect, Uno's got the mike check
Girls they want my number
I'ma say, "Wait a sec!"
What the heck
I'ma be on Wilshire and La Brea
Next to BK in the house full of prayer

Express the real on real to real
Transfer to paper vinyl
My rhyme for reasons other than tryin' to gain a title
I'm no idol, but a living word like survival
Mark my words when I speak it, my decision's final

(Chorus)
Lookin' for some life, but you don't know what to do
You try to get a little L.A. Symph crew
But it's very expensive
(I thought I should tell you)
It's very expensive
(I'm not tryin' to sell you)
It's very expensive
(I will never fail you)
It's very expensive
(You're lookin' kinda stale too)
It's very expensive
(C'mon y'all take two)
It's very expensive
So back on up

Nocturnal infernal rows
We cruising across town in dumbfounded show
Collect pounds and roundups and dough
For hash browns and Belgian waffles

Here come a little lady in her green Mercedes, (uh oh)
L.A. Symphin,' it makes urban lookin' shady, (oh no)
Now it's time for us to board a tour bus, (don't go!)
I just don't know, hon, I just don't know

What the drill, yo? I love my beats
I listen to them up in Uno's jeep, don't sleep
The night is young, much music to peep
Turn it up, it's most des for the cross town beat

We be phenomenons of sight
Sound and the mind
The newest elements of hip-hop, mankind
Periodic tables turned whack
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute in syntax

I thought I should tell you…

(Chorus)
Lookin' for some life, but you don't know what to do
You try to get a little L.A. Symph crew
But it's very expensive
(I thought I should tell you)
It's very expensive
(I'm not tryin' to sell you)
It's very expensive
(I will never fail you)
It's very expensive
(You're lookin' kinda stale too)
It's very expensive
(C'mon y'all take two)
It's very expensive
So back on up

(Chorus)
Lookin' for some life, but you don't know what to do
You try to get a little L.A. Symph crew
But it's very expensive
(I thought I should tell you)
It's very expensive
(I'm not tryin' to sell you)
It's very expensive
(I will never fail you)
It's very expensive
(You're lookin' kinda stale too)
It's very expensive
(C'mon y'all take two)
It's very expensive
So back on up

All my people in the place c'mon, oh no
(I thought I should tell you)
Back on up
All my people in the place c'mon, oh no
(I thought I should tell you)
Back on up
All my people in the place c'mon, oh no
(I thought I should tell you)
Back on up
All my people in the place c'mon, oh no
Back, back, back on up
(I'm not tryin' to sell you)