P. Blackk - Bad Gamble [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[P. BLACKK]
Got a lot riding on this
I got to make it
Got a lot riding on this
If it's not given to me I gotta take it
Got a lot riding on this
And I could never fake it

[Verse P. Blackk]
I ain't got time for all that shuckin & jivin'
People fronting on me I put that fronting behind them
It's all from my heart and soul
I got soul and heart going off ain't got time for weak rhymin'
I'm going hard
Ain't got time for punchlines
That shit weak
Since I was piss poor, been sending emcees up shits creek
You feel me?
When I was 8, I had sixteens
I was cocky since sixteen
Cause I was nice since fifteen
Now that's a young age to be stunting on them
But I was rapping about things I couldn't stomach hommie
Like killing folks, and selling drugs and killing hoes
I'm glad my momma found all my rhymes under my clothes
Then one afternoon when I came back from school
At sixteen it's funny what a spanking could do
I stopped cussing
A month later I started bustin'
[Then?] Fly Union, a year later and starting buzzing
Then I dropped come clean with the hommie Wii
Which was at first, for his CD
I lost sight of the fact that god made me to shine
And I really hate the athiest lines so please forgive me
Keep fucking with me
I'm getting in touch with myself and keeping in touch
With those who have been fucking with me, from the beginning
These losers mad cause I'm winning
And I'm taking all my close ones with me

[Hook:]

[Verse P. Blackk]
I'm kind of shy, don't take my shyness for rudeness
Because when y'all show love that's more reason to do this
And I does this, it's not cause I have to
It's cause I'm glad to
I swear music be like fast food
I'm take my time the righteous path in front of me
And I was born to shine
My stars are aligned
Don't make rapper fat food my mind is only mine
And no one else can possess it
And if I'm not saying what's on it
That's like taboo
I give my life away for [dees?] if I had to
I'm allergic to peanuts, almonds and cashews
Suckers, busters, hoes saying they know me
I don't know you mother fuckers
Niggas saying they know me
I don't know you mother fuckers
As far as I'm concerned ya'll some blood suckers
Who you trying to be? I'm trying to be myself and only me
So you phony to me
I ain't no pimp, I ain't no player I ain't indie
I ain't major
I ain't stuck on keeping it too 'G'
I tell you what I am; I'm a man who that can fall where I stand
Living with the decisions I maybe and maybe
That'll hurt me in the long run
But at least I got to do what I want
And I wouldn't do it different
Nigga, are you hearing or are you listening?
There's a difference

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