Plain Simple - Freelance [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Homonyms fluent/
Persuasive agents invading so let me just get right to it/
Im prudent/ Im no, Saint Imma sinner/ But trembled out the placenta a winner
Don't you remember?/ Such a momentous occassion/ Stop following cause my
Favorites are farfromfavored/ The birth of my hidden talent was complicated in labor/
Sadity niggas off the kitty litter/ but you talkin' bold for a titty sipper/
See, Im to high. Bitch I'm off the dipper/ Or Shaqanosis of the Oop from Fisher/
Pushing the limits/ These pistons never stop till the finish/
Rappers look mighty tasty, Idi Amin to this business/
I'm stoppin' rappers like Kappas/ & beating beats like a congo/
Dead Poets on instrumentals/ No bounce beats or party songs/
You get it? Well I intended. Offended? Well then I meant it/
Cuz I ain't in it like Bennett/ The beat escaped so I skinned it/
The compensation of many/ 400 years we'll replenish/ or maybe we're just a digit?/
Mother fuck your critics opinion!/

Woke up this morning & even before the yawnin' I prayed to God that the flautin' of pistols
Pussy, & content of vanity won't conform me to commoners chasin' dollars/
See commas runnin' the projects/ & projects fuckin' with logic/
The government got us trippin'/ Im spittin' it like Im lippin/
So all I need is attention/
No all I need is a minute or 2 or 3 cause Im gifted with lyrics new to the district/
Renew your Smart Trip when life ain't fair where you livin'/
They guns is holstered they itchin'/
They tounges is potent from whippin's they holdin' close cause coppa's go 240 on your kidney/
They lurkin' throughout the city/ They schemin' plottin' for millions/
Suburban view of the vagrants/ Defamed/ Vivascious and vained/ Never to be the same/
Silver spoon since the first moon my skin reflected/
Darkest Vesper/ Helter Skelter mind is written through the pictures that I've written/
Basquiat but darker pigment/ Flippin my words a lyrical gymnast/
Want this shit? Then come & get it/
New Harlem, we own the city/
AFG, who fuckin' with it?/
Come correct or we will splitcha/
*DAMN!*

My crew we on top, you are below the belt/
I preach life to death so your small flame dont melt/
My cold heart. When my time comes I will be built by the lost memories, can't suppress love I felt/ From AZ to MD my mind will be spilt by this beat
That my Four Fathers built so can I just be free??/