Mike Jenkins - Trophies [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hook:
Trophies, Heisman statue always gold, never silver, never bronze, Stanley cup grab ahold-
Trophies, MVP yeah I'm told never silver, never, bronze, 'lympic metal grab the gold- (repeat)
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Verse One:
Runnin twords the first place, 2nd place the worst place-
Spittin verses let em burst spray, ya We ball play-
Float like a butterfly I'm Cash Clay- Ali in his past day-
Sting like a bee, we do this all day-
Don't need no roid rage to play better- Uppercut I'm Mayweather-
Runnin like Usain, you just a pacesetter-
MJ, 23 Got that marrow in my bones- I'm a Pharrow where's my throne-
Diamond rings, precious stones-
Gotta make it to the top but I'll never sell my soul-
I was runnin to the money but my heart was black as coal-
See the devil's tryna rope me, but I gotta grab the trophy-
Haven't touched it yet supposlee, but I'll get it someday hopeflee-
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Hook
_____________________________________________________________Verse Two:
Ignore what they talkin bout in the grapevine-
See that trophy on the pedastool I gotta take mine-
If I never sell a record, the truth is I'll be fine-
I'm just poorin out my heart to leave a peice of me behind-
Never back track, move foward gotta stack stacks-
Mailbox packed full bills slippin through the damn cracks-
Gotta grind strong, payin bills this mission is life long-
Get your hands dirty keep the water n those lights on-
Judge me how I look just read a page from my book-
I'm Maken Move after move, I'll take your queen with my rook-
Checkmate, guess you were better off tryna spectate-
Superman I got the S in bold on my chestplate-
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Hook
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Verse Three:
I need the champ belt, so many trophies that these hands felt-
You might not consider it gold, did it my damn self-
So what's your goals, dreams, aspirations-
We're far past the waitin, and we're past the patients-
We gotta take it, gotta take it-
We'll never make it, 'less we grab the bacon, we never fake it-
They love to hate it, so get this money gotta rake it get this bank gotta break it-
Bein broke I can't take it, man my soul you can't break it-
So chase your dream, idle hands don't hold the key-
Inner peace will set you free(set you free)-
,See the devil's tryna rope me, but I gotta grab the trophy-
Haven't touched it yet supposlee, but I'll get it someday hopeflee-