Pete Rock - Situations [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
This is a word to the wise, never sleep where you shit at
The ghetto keep a riddat, watch who you spit at
The enemy who said "Fuck Peace, and Serenity"
I keep a tight family like the Kennedy's
Street's take virginity
With long nights of Hennessy, and obscenities
The coco, kept a lot loco, but never made me loco
Everything's legit, but my eyes on the po-po
A vet in this game, you young niggas tryna go pro
Rep it like a lawyer, this was pro bono
To most that's a no-no
No gimmicks, classy hoes, flashy clothes
Cursive logos, strictly solos
Timb boots and Polos, play the low low
And take you crap niggas out like a promo

[Refrain]
*scratches* Situations
To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit son
*scratch* It's funny how money changes situations
*scratches* Situations

[Verse 2]
Yo..
Other bein' around when there ain't no snipes or stickers left
You could meet a quicker death, talkin' shit wit yo liquor breath
False courage, I don't encourage
We can go head up on paper view with live coverage
You rap cats is programmed like a outreach
Club thugs wanna bone I got ya mouthpeice
Ridin' scooters down in South Beach
Keep it jinglin', while haters freezin' in the winglin'
I'd rather know a thousand millionaires
Than a million hundred-aires
I'd of dogged to in a hundred years
I'm a Savage like Fred without The Wonder Years
And it's my last resort, when the gun appears
It's a blessin' bein' 'boveground
Knowin', bombs would touch down. soon as I touchdown
A lot of dogs is bloodhounds
But Edo G gon' hit you when I bust down

[Refrain]
To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit son
*scratch* It's funny how money changes situations
Yo
To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit once
*scratch* It's funny how money changes situations

[Verse 3]
It ain't about how you flow, it's about who you know
And who gon' get behind you wit dough to make you blow
I'mma show you, pay you niggas back like I owe you
I don't trust none of y'all, as far as I can throw you
What I go through, everyday life that gets harder
Niggas get on, and get dried in Nevada
We could talk about chips like, Erik Estrada
When I put it in Ducatta, you rhymin' 'bout nada
But Edo G, get that lee-way
Hear my name on the streets with that "he-say-she-say"
I'm ahead of my time, runnin' back like a replay
You like a Tuesday, a "weak-day"
Hungry MCs is tastin' nothin' but defeat the day
I'mma eat today, that completes today
Get y'all folks behind me and lead the way
What more I need to say?
I'm standin' on my own two feet today
I'm standin' on my own two feet today
And it won't stop


[Refrain]
*scratches* Situations
To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit son
*scratch* It's funny how money changes situations
Ayo
To my man Edo G, hip hop devotion
Peace to my guns to those who stack ones
Underground new shit, you don't spit once
*scratch* It's funny how money changes situations

*scratches* Situations (repeat through end)