MC_CrossDK7 - Falcon on the Track [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Cruising through the streets over the asphalt
Just sighing at the sight of the mainstream lot
But now folk
Listen up cuz now theres this nigga
You seein him singin small but his dream is bigger
He's new to the business trying to make a name
In the stinkin downtown trying to shake up some fame

Theres something holding me back but am trying
When I say I am doing better sure as hell I ain't lying
When I was looking for help I got demotivating talk
When you tryna to push me down you doin it wrong
I'll fall.But only from a subtle height
Imma crash on yo face like a meteorite
Theres the street with all kind pest all sprawling
Theres a rush and I can see am barely crawling
Hell
Talk about that I ain't even got a decent mic
Leave alone making it big i'll fail nazi reich like
I won't be stopped there ain't no restrains
Even if you hate me I am the only one who gains
You wanna soil my dreams you can certainly try
Though lemme tell you I'll sour through stinkin sky
When its time to show it I'll let you know
While all the while imma make sure I grow

I am a Falcon on the Track
Scaling an attack
They think am disdain
My rhymes are mundane
I don't give up cuz of haters as I ain't trying to impress
I don't want to be the king of rap but I settle for nothing less

Don't try to barricade me, no stopping
No one
This ain't no Salem
I ain't a witch to be hung

No dust settling on my tracks
I be clearing it out
So
Buckle up for the ride up the stream
It ain't as easy it seems
It is harder than all of what you think
Ain't nothing like I have ever seen
Now
Theres a storm up ahead
Right in middle, where my life has led
And I will sing till I choke
And I'll sing and sing and I'll sing
Ain't no one to stop me from scaling this wall
Brick by brick I'll clear it out
No matter what be happening there won't be no fall
There won't be no stopping no stopping no stopping no stopping
Ain't no stopping no stopping no stopping
No nothing No none
Nyet

Its not the End yet
Now brother if you thinkin there'll be a Musical Apocalypse
Yours are the songs that'll disappear like the dinosauraus
You prolly thinkin, ''This is the end his music, not only another of this song of his.''
You thinkin wrong again cuz Cross messes up his prey better when in total Crisis!