Limit - Gametime Baby [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Limit]
I'm the killer craftsman, craftin' these captions
Laughin' while I'm blastin' off to another planet (see ya later)
Young kid, Filipino-Spanish, smashing
Bullet speed, popping out the barrel of a Famas
Painting on a canvas for all to remember me
In their memory, you should save it on a SanDisk
On a hard drive. I'm the smart guy that dropped out
Cause he had a calling to rock out the shock mount(?)
Plus, I'm the thrilla from Manila, pappy
When the boy trigger happy, got these dudes feeling crappy
Ill, not illiterate, I know you're feeling it
Still I deliver it, hooked, and I real 'em in
You better be ready, I'm pedalling steadily
Feeling so heavenly, coming in hot
Even if they ain't letting me
But I sit down, I'm contemplating
If I should make it rain, but I'm condensating, bitch

[Hook]
And I know
Gametime Baby, Gametime Baby
What time it is
Gametime Baby, Gametime Baby
And I know
Game time (x4)
What time it is
But it's Gametime(x4)

[Verse 2: Limit]
My people show me love, but the hate still lingers
Working, success is the biggest middle finger
To these suckers and lollipops
Fuck it, I'm on the top
And hell, they might as well suck it, they on the cock
And we stay going hard, like this shit is D-Day
The light don't stay green, so we on the freeway
A veteran, pedallin' Farve back in Greenbay
Catch me anywhere sellin' tapes out the briefcase (got 'em)
There's no doubt we're running it
So you best find a rug, and flee under it
Let me make this clear, in case you're wonderin'
My name's Limit, no "The" in front of it
And he's got that crack like I'm serving them drugs
Every line is a clip, every word is a slug
And I'm blastin', you need traction, I keep it crackin'
Every time I'm rhymin', bitch, know what the time is

[Hook]
And I know
Gametime Baby, Gametime Baby
What time it is
Gametime Baby, Gametime Baby
And I know
Game time (x4)
What time it is
But it's Gametime(x4)