President T - I Don't Care Bout The Law [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Yeah
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Man want to talk grease
Don't tell you already
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What it means is
I'm carrying the ting from now on
I'm not respecting no-one
Don't tell you already
Bumbahole (Spooky)

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I wonder why
Half these grime MCs
Are talking stuff
Caught him slipping, never heard anybody talking tough
Draw for the colt, they'll be like I swear, nobody's talking rough
Now that I roll with my gun on my waist, and I ain't talking buff
Entered the room, and when I came in, everybody said 'boom'
But it ain't sonic, call it a double, and I ain't talking tonic
Nah, please don't think that it's calm, please don't think that it's cool
You don't think that I'm always strapped, must be a fool

[Hook](x2)
Straps, I will always carry them
I don't really care about the law (feds)
I don't really care about the law (jail)
Where do you come from? Behind the door
Shanks, I will always carry them
I don't really care about the law (feds)
I don't really care about the law (jail)
Drive-by shooting, four by four

[Verse 2]
If you see two three grins
Don't get it twisted
I know man that will bark of chins
When I say next of , they all know, that I ain't talking kins
You will gun bucked up
Don't be a pussy-hole
Stand out for your eyes
Don't like a pagan knock off your lights
Gunshot straight to the chest
If I hear badboy talk, on phones or mics
Please don't think, that I'm picking up a stripe
But it don't mean that I really care about the law
Talk to the sole of my shoes, they don't really care about your door
I was in a two point four, cutting up raw
They were like, 'Prez, are you sure?'

[Hook](x2)
Straps, I will always carry them
I don't really care about the law (feds)
I don't really care about the law (jail)
Where do you come from? Behind the door
Shanks, I will always carry them
I don't really care about the law (feds)
I don't really care about the law (jail)
Drive-by shooting, four by four

[Verse 3]
One two three subliminals
Yeah, over the set
'I think you're wrong Pres, want know why?'
They're only talking over the net
Don't think I won't turn up to your aunt's
Won't get a bly, won't get a chance
Look out the window, won't get a glance(gun straps)
Don't think I won't turn up to your Gran's
Barking shots in the crowd
But I ain't cheering my fans
'Prez, why you keep fucking up plans?'
If I see rocks or cans, I swear, you will see pots and pans
Turn this spot into grands
Kill of killy with my bare hands

[Hook](x2)
Straps, I will always carry them
I don't really care about the law (feds)
I don't really care about the law (jail)
Where do you come from? Behind the door
Shanks, I will always carry them
I don't really care about the law (feds)
I don't really care about the law (jail)
Drive-by shooting, four by four

[Outro]
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