Lou Jeffe - Spiteful Survival [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Lou Jeffe]

Envision myself in a cell for the hell I brought to neighbors
Derived from intuitions of itching to get this paper
I was peaking through the blinds, formulating a plan
To find a way inside and collect a couple grand
Love of money made us flip; squeezing clips to get a grip
This ain't the roles that we chose money and hoes wrote the scripts
Spiteful though the truth is im trying live like Michael
It's a cycle I despise you, heres some shit to write a kite to

[Hook: Sample & Lou Jeffe]

(It's not right)
And I know it ain't right
But im looking at this life like I ain't fit to survive
(But we try)
Lord knows im really trying
Nah im lying, holding iron while im out here getting mine
(But I try)
I tried to fight the good fight too
While clutching on the bible
The spiteful survival

[Verse 2: Lou Jeffe]

This paper im addicted to, got me thinking like criminals
Fuck a 9-5 I rather die than take the minimal
Self esteem and pride; got a nigga down to ride
On whoever for the cake until my fate is Duncan Hines
Hard to understand the logic, while im eager for deposits
From the bank to fill my tank, as if im planking on a thousand
Just trying splurge a lil bit, hope you get the picture
The mind of a militant, while the rich is getting richer

[Hook: Sample & Lou Jeffe]

(It's not right)
And I know it ain't right
But im looking at this life like I ain't fit to survive
(But we try)
Lord knows im really trying
Nah im lying, holding iron while im out here getting mine
(But I try)
I tried to fight the good fight too
While clutching on the bible
The spiteful survival

[Verse 3: Lou Jeffe]

This is just a fantasy
To many its reality
Due to the lack of salary
Some resorting to casualty
Getting rich from catching bodies
As well as committing thievery
Is easily intriguing me to get to where I need to be
My mind is infested with demons that I fought
Saying disregard the law, just to trip up on resorts
My homie holding heat like he strapped up with a torch
Got them ounces and them quarts
Counterfeit or moving raw
Opposite of living poor
Connoisseur of them whores
He just get em out their dresses (dresser's)
And we call it getting draws
Messages to you and yours
Im simply after the currency
Worse comes to worst
Living rooms turn to murder scenes
I ain't boasting, the fact
That were resorting to acts
That are heinous
Hard to explain it when gripping on a mag
Or popping off a tag
Young niggas trying to floss
As we kill with no remorse
Just to eat as carnivores

(It's not right)

[Outro: 2pac]

I think when there is hopelessness people revolt
Because it's like were going is American going to help us ever ?
You now, cause I mean we know for a long time they haven't
Are they ever ? It's like all these things are showing us, no
And you know there is somebody going "no their not going to help you, no their not going to help you"
And of course were seeing, no their not going to help us
All B.S. aside it all comes down to we got to survive