MC Cprite - Structure/Foundation (Citizen Kane) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1 MC Cprite]

Writing my lyrics is like, lighting my image
I’m not liking my image, I been fighting my image
Cause my image puts me in a box that I can’t sentence
The image is what makes you sell, like mother fuck lyrics
I been writing since a testical, rhymes that really vexing you
Like niggas that’s been testing you, and broads that don’t be texting you
That niggas disrespecting you, yelling in your face
Talking about how he gon’ kill you, I been stuck up in that place
Why place myself at a place limited by views
When I can live forever, when I’m doing what I do
What I do is making art, and my art is in the music
So don’t ever confuse it with something that you see useless
Sitting on computers, that ain't gon get you paid
Standing on the corner that ain’t gon get you played
It’s going to get you played, it’s going to get you slayed
My pen is to the page the only space is for the brave
So don’t call it, yeah nigga you won’t call it
I know a alcoholic and his face is like a toilet
He talks a lot of shit, like he’s holding on a flush
But opinions like an ass hole, it all has to part

[Chorus: MC Cprite]

The Choices that we make, it makes us feel great
The choices that we make, it makes us feel fake
Nothing for debate, I’m full of the hate
The choices that we make, the choices that we make
[Verse 2 MC Cprite]

It’s kind of funny how you acting like you something different
And I don’t listen, I don’t feel it I ain't fucken wit it
Some niggas sell the soul just to get a little fame
But when I hit the road I’m never going to be the same
Shout out to Taylor theory had my back he rolling with me
Shout out to T.Pack, he rolling too, and that’s a fact
Shout out to Van Dosa, held me down he had composure
And then my nigga shells, he pushed me when I wasn’t there
My manager she holds me down, I just don’t say it often
Shout out to Uche cause she told me that I had a talent
Shout out to brotha beats, laced me when I nigga broke
This one is for my parents its apparent gave me hope
Shout out to my sister tell ya’ baby that I miss her
Shout out to black too, he was the reason for the season
Shout out to my niggas that always had my back
And if I’m getting on, know that I'm a pay ya’ back

[Chorus]