Mike fate - Sleeping On Gold [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

[Verse 1: August]
Eyes closed (Eyes closed)
Wondering what Imma say (What Imma say)
They ready for war? (What?)
Fuck it (Fuck it)
Click it (Click it)
Reload it (Reload it)
I ain't dying today (Nah)
Military tactics
For this whack shit
Over-give what I got
For what I can't give
How you think Eve got that rib?
MC's end up with a fat lip (Lip)
No remorse (Morse)
Dig a hole (Hole)
Build a hearse (Hearse)
Fix my clothes
You on that swing and miss
Crap flick
Unlucky number 27 in second place shit
Ain't no time for crying (Nope)
Lord knows I be trying (Damn, I know that he knows)
But you gotta understand
That the plan was never to underman
But when the shit hits the fan
Who gone make a stand
And time will tell for every single grain of sand
Fuck the struggle
I continue living
It's beyond the shit that be telling my vision
I remember when we were children
Life was so simple
And we had innocence
But now reality hits and it's knocking me out
Making me wonder what this life about
So I open my eyes
And wait til'
All of my dreams are forreal
Until, til'

[Hook: Mike Fate]
We sleepin gold from mental to dental I spit from the soul
Its been foretold I'd come from the coal break the mould and reach for the goal
Can't be controlled im spittin just listen the shit that I've written was already cold now my position has passed all musicians with no competition my shits on a roll
So when I say sleepin on gold it means my dream richer than pressure to coal and I will not fold till im sold without sellin a soul all can behold we sleepin on gold

Every time the sun rise my mind open to the light
Like the truth in my sight
And I see no lies in my vision dudes can't divide my division
When I'm spittin from the top of a pyramid
Are you hearin this what you fearin Bitch
I am fear near the door can you hear me before my allure catch ya slippin
Are ya dippin or will ya stand ya ground
When I rock the town grew from a mound to mountain
Used to spit and now i fountain
Every verse doucin a skeptic but I'm epic
Spit from the septic tank
So when hop hops revived you already know who to thank
It's me ho
So fly they think Imma hero
From a Negro to a pharaoh
Got lines on point like an arrow
From a peasant to a legend in the present
With the presence and the essence of the heavens
My aggression never lessen
They just question my lesson
Just sit for a second session
They critique my technique
When I speak to the beat I'm unique at my peak
So what else do you seek
I can teach to the weak how to grow
Switch like mystique on my flow
You sleepin no more
Or the demons that's creepin will be at yo door
Fasho
They feelin my flow
So all of the people will know
This weekend we sleepin on the gold

[Hook]