Pious - Unorthodox (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Lil Slim]
Yeah! Slim collabo with Prizzy

[Verse 1: Pious]
Let it come off your chest if you really meant it
A little tear rush? Be shameless to it
How many of us really admit the fact of us being diluted ? (yeah)
By the friends we trust
We never put our family above (yeah...never)
These friends above, these times are rough, these roads are tough
But I'll always keep my feet on the right locus, (always)
Stay focus, trust nobody, cause they'll always owe you something
Don't stop and keep running after your dreams
And stay needy
Cause success trains but failure complains
Their words won't paint you a better picture wipe off their stains
Be blind to their ways and pave your way
Even though we sometimes get lost in some psychic way
In some psychic way
I've got my soul sickens, my heart deepens
From the pain, I'm left weaken
The air that I'm left breathin'
These words on the sink are left for me to drink em'
Motivate or elevate souls like Jesus, Homie that's vinous (that's vinous man)
Questioning my life but has yours filled with the answers?
In the beginning you end, still bouncing on the same trend
Afterwards they're all snitches
On a squirrel switch
No ink in my pen, no feelings from the pain
Emotionless, I move motionless
Stereotypical they actions sound
Terrorise a faith but devise the bomb that drops (Hypocrites)
Most of you don't see the moon so you let the sun drops
When yo son drop
My life stories I buried on rocks, uh!

[Verse 2: Lil Slim]
Uh!
Why they wanna give my life for murder? (Yeah)
Turn around they only give me eight months for burner
But destination is in heaven, sittin' political from passengers 9-11
God I seems stress please lift my pain
They hate me cause I got scriptures in my fuckin' damn brain
But I grew up with my pop shit that make me bitter
I cut asses and gone does that make me stunner?
But those who are fake they are leadin' themselves to break
'In Sha Allah' when they die they will meet their four hundred pound mate
I'm a winner cause I play with enemies like a game of chess (yeah)
Where I rest, I got no stress if you smoke joint less (yeah)
I most confess, my destiny manifest, was once a homeless (yeah!)
Now, God bless, the boy big bless, yo
The criminal cop killin' Hip Hop i'm feelin' minimal
Swap to cop millions of pack listeners
Brand new whip to crash them we laugh in the killin' path
The villa house is for the crew we don't want no criminal
I'm a winner cause so many years of depressin' make a vision
I was wise as an old owl call me gold child
Seein' things that I was controllin', click rollin'
Trickin' 6 digits on kicks, I still ballin' (uh)
You want to hear my story how the talk keep grindin' (yeah)
This is a news break
Two years back made a lot of mistakes
That went down to the new state
But I had to let it marinate (forreal)
I carry weight its was only a dream
I used to read up magazine, (yeah) I never thought Hip Hop will take me this far (forreal)
Now I'm in the bright light cause my flow is damn tight (uh)
Born sinner the opposite of a winner
I remembered when I was eastin' sardine for a dinner (yeah)
Considered I was fool, wanna drop fro-from high school (yeah)
Stereotype of a black male misunderstood
Winner, I'm a winner, I'm not a loser (ur!)


[Verse 3: Pious]
Vision me as I envision my dreams
The pain is something I couldn't neglect
Why do you have to call all the colors red?
Ain't no love the same
Ain't no man the same
Feeling jealous, cause you sensitive rush or the fear
Of not feeling confident enough
Funny how the ones we love most are the ones neglecting us (yeah)
To see the devil, see through your friends, enemies further (real talk)
All these sequences that fade you
It's not a life if you're bound to kill it
I'm so artistic Homie, I can sketch your whole life
Straight bars from a soul trapped in open darkness
Marshal don't relate they only live in options
Don't talk feelings with honest, don't cough bullshit with honest
Momma crying unending, sending courage to the fetus she breeds
The kids of today, our memories of tomorrow, the future of yesterday, we never accomplish
Grandma spoken words became my unbroken trust
Hello grandma
I need some "you time" in our lovely ways
Remember sucking your breast to sleep no momma
But her love was felt indeed from all those weights been carried
The good ones are buried in the value of their deeds
R.I.P grandpa, you once told me to be the king
One has to get his head fitted up straight to that crown
Stretch all limits
Cause talent is one thing but hard work beats everything (yeah)
It's not about the talking but about the right doings
...
Prizzy