Liam Rooney - We Gone So Far [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Liam Rooney]
Believe it or not
Achieving the spot
Its more difficult then it seems
Better thicken your plot
Be the pilot of your own plane
Never sit in the dock
Being silent bring no change
And I carry a lot
And I carry the globe
I'm the one and only gentlemen controlling the flow
Patrolling your growth
One step ahead when it comes to the dope
Can you feel that feeling in the back of your throat
Y'all can party on y'all yacht
I'm just staying afloat
And I still be writing rhymes when I'm 80 years old
85 I be chilling with my wife
I be chilling on my porch with a pipe
But until that time
I be on the road and I stick to that road
Until I find my throne
Can you find your soul
Can you find your purpose
Living without a plan going to make you feel worthless
But I still wake and bake at the dawn of everyday
With the hits about dusk
The sun is going down and settling with the dust
And we don't give a fuck
And we still live life on a any day basis
Uh, and everyday we going to chase the goal we had
The dream we have
It's not that far man
And the team we have
10th Street is the best and you know we bad

[Hook: Liam Rooney]
It's kind of hard
It's kind of hard
We gone so far
It's kind of hard
It's kind of hard
We gone so far
It's kind of hard
It's kind of hard
We gone so far
It's kind of hard
It's kind of hard
We gone so far

[Verse 2: Tommy Faucets]
When you think of me what do you think of
An arrogant kid who likes to kick up
I never really mean to cause a commotion
I just speak whats on my mind, i keep it open
Cause once you have it closed
Then you start to pose
And act like something you're not then you end up getting shot
And popped
And I know your mama does want to hear that news
So I suggest you act like you
And nobody else
Cause if you do your going to need some help
And I'm going to let you figure that out yourself
I'm not here to fucking babysit
I'm not here to take care of a big kid
Who has to be a copy cat
Cause if they fuck with my nerves I'll have them smacked
Like the the cereal
I'm so imperial in this rap game
I only use my brain
To create this crazy concepts
With my fucked conscience
But lets be honest
Whens the last time you heard good music
When you were late for registration
And almost missed your graduation
Now you can say your finally famous
But look where that's left hip hop
Everything niggas drop sounds dead like a rock
I rather listen to a sock puppet
Recite lines from the Muppets
And who knows i might love it
But fuck it

[Hook]