Marcus Goodine - Dock of the Bay [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro:]
Yeah...
Got Excited
One time, uh huh
Listen

[Verse 1: Marcus Goodine]
The introduction is something that isn't brought up
Rather its developed from profit within the product
A massive gold mine I detach in a slow rhyme
As a clock with two hands or an itch within a fur line
A tick is in persistence
Seconds that dolly down on the approach of a new host who really fictitious
In the fact of the media
Detailed fabrication of life from an unknown source who just adds in their own thought
For the greater of good, the wikipidia
The cabbage handed, demand that its in exchange
For the simple case cause of what damage could really mean to'ya
They say that life is a bitch but i fell in love with her twice
Personalities locked, I got the key to her
But for the ones' that lack in a fear of God
And think the world is at an end from the stars I bring a meteor
To take a chuck out your world because my point of view will scare the trouble minded
And most are too blinded
To even see through all the smoke and forget what they were reminded
This calls for repetition
I practice what I preach so I'm preaching what I practice, you needed a definition
Lets say that you think that the only reason that i rap
Is to have a bouquet of money to sit between my lap
While people out in Africa fighting a civil war
And the people out in Egypt are hurting within the core
And I know, but for the sake of just rhyming lets stay up at it
I tend to get ecstatic with lyrics within my fabric
And see I'm quite thirsty
So you can say what you want because everyday I'mma deal with people that curse me
Depicted in lines is more of the times
I do this for myself just to catch up, fifty-seven the Heinz
Where procrastination left me behind
But I'mma cast this line and sit with the hope that somebody will bite as I'm

[Hook: Otis Redding]
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Ooo, I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

[Verse 2:Marcus Goodine]
A dollar for a dream inside of my pocket
As I Listen to what the people around me are watching
Soaking up my defeat and it seems I'd rather be alone
And stuck in my own pain so I can write it in a poem
But hey, I’ve seen a lot of people try to handle this world
Thinking some other is what they needed
Whether it was the weed or whatever was drinking
To help them swallow some pills, don't know what these people thinking
Matter of fact I do
I find myself lost within my thoughts
Retracing back to the start, somebody throw me a clue
Before I had this blunt in my hand and skipping out class
Now I'm in the backseat looking at myself in the glass
Niggas is laughing at me, anxieties elevated
But had I been myself for the night I might of had made it
Instead I gave in knowing my brain has speed limits
Now a hit of this gas has my mind accelerated, Uh!
The pictures in my head are lost in the beat
The trunk rattles as I'm high and running the street
I see a picture of a cross that's covered in blood
From a begotten son, all because of his love
Looking at it help me calm down but I'm conflicted in contradiction
Who could have wrote the scripture that framed the essence that I'm supposed to be living by
Could it be just the thought of a demon that I'm given high?
They say that I'm living a lie
But I can see a freemason sitting in church putting blood money in the tithes
For the exchange of a brainwash or better yet
A baptism of self for wealth in the devils water
Old Testement faith inside has many ties
Some will speak of the Illuminati with many tries
But fail in peoples eyes
Even if they can see it, they put yeast in the thought because conspiracy’s' on the rise

[Hook]