Mike Bell - #Cosign [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]:

All these bars, like I'm trapped in a cell
Young kid from Baltimore with a story to tell
Get a free sneak peek now, before he can sell
Spit heavenly hot bars, call it glorious Hell
Yea I'm searching for the glory as well, it's obvious
Cause if you see a nigga out on the streets, I'm prolly just
Giving dope to a fiend, nothing but a no-name
But I ain't never touch a rock dawg, I'm in the hope game
Never sold Jane or slung cane but still got dope game
Women fiend me, I'm unchained, backwards, Go Jane
So ya'll better get acquainted and get to know me
Cause only few can have this game on lock, with no keys
And I'm one of them
Pay no attention to the words niggas said
But listen close and respect, every word Jigga said
And Jay said
Do y'all listen or skim through? Y'all niggas have no clue what I've been through
Hold up
Just went off, hold up, let me backtrack
Young college kid, knowledge is, in my snapback
Bottle in my backpack
Not even a blackjack
Just talent and a dream, I ain't even got a stack yet
Learn more from house parties than I learned in the classrooms
A couple bad broads, sneaking off into bathrooms
Cause my school, man
Yea the girls thirsty, you heard me
They'll give you anything, just show the jersey
Lot of em' from Jersey
Lot of em' from MoCo
Snowbunnies, Latin Joints and a lot of Cocoas
Bad Yellow Bones, best believe a nigga know those
Soon as this drop I'll have a couple "love a nigga flow" hoes
And those hoes will hit me up, have me on the phone though
Looking for the ring like Frodo
Looking for one to climb next to and one to climb on me
See I love women with halos but sometimes I'm feeling horny

[Verse 2]:

See now
I ain't really one to brag a lot
I'm one to keep focused, see my goal, and grab a spot
But if y'all really asking who the Hell is hot
I'll gladly tell you it's the one who never grabbed the pot
I spit it from my soul and tell stories with every word
I'm different and I'm better than y'all niggas, I'm Larry Bird
Ain't you heard?
I'm Eminem in 1999
Spitting Rhymes and pulling Dimes
With every single line
It's my time, ready to shine
And show you niggas I'm
Not a lie
Don't get it twisted nigga like lemon-lime
But it's fine
Because honestly I really love when I'm
Doubted online, hated for rhymes and then tossed aside
I applied
Everything needed for y'all to comply
With the ride
Look at the drive, the fire in my eyes
I am tied
Game is my bride, won't part until I die
What abides?
Greatness, inside, but really that's implied
Uh!
I had to prove to y'all that I can spit
Flame like Johnny Blaze and it's obvious the fire's lit
Chip on my shoulder while I'm laying down writing this
Just breaking skin, Boy I still push the lightest whip
But that don't mean my game light, trust that I come correct
Elephant bars in my trunk so you niggas won't forget
I'm soaking in talent, whole time your flow ain't even wet
Plus all y'all do is speak on dough and hoes you don't even get
Nobody believed in the kid, like Casper
Still can't see me but they await the next chapter
The book is far from over
I'm only inching closer
And this dropped on my birthday, so I'm probably far from sober
The lights are coming up, it's got me feeling like it's showtime
Lyrics far from shallow, trust me y'all will see in no time
Battle tested, Army Flow, nigga I'm trying to blow minds
Everything's in place, I'm just asking y'all to Cosign