Quanche - Solace [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Free



Up the MOB

[Verse]
Give thanks everyday I'm up
Whole city watching everything my camp does
Police tryna tally every damn buck
Man, this attention just don't pay enough
These bitties fuckin' wit' me then its "fuck him!"
I was 'bout to give but I forget where that fuck went
All these furbies thirsty all they wants a little
What am I to do though? hold your water Sybil
Old heads 'round my ends dissing us, used to look up to them now they switchin' up
Kap said "we all men, fuck a difference in the age cause if we go in we could land on the same range"
I'm not a Y.O. why you treat me different?
Can't you see I put on for the hood at the event?
They got us on the ropes I'm lookin' at the boards tryna make it even
Skip said "this ain't make believe you better make em believe it"
Got a youngin' seated caught wit' like half a bounce, tell the duty council you wanna wave the reading
Its this feeling I get how we killing this shit and the smoke from my herbs burning still in the air
Okay okay I know, they talk about us but what do they know?
Okay I know, they talk about us but what do they know?
Man we get it like "bro, you know me you know me we met at watchya call it so and so that's the homie!"
And I would never punk the recognition I just hope that you show love for the love that I'm givin'

[Middle eight]
Everyday is a lovely day where I'm at
And I can tell you it ain't nothing to me, but then I'd be lying
So I'll say everyday is a wonderful day where I'm at
And I could tell you it ain't shit to me, but then I'd be lying

[Hook]
So drinks in the air somebody say a toast
Remember to tip the waitress and please kiss the host
And if you got weed please roll up and smoke
I tried to reserve seats but Tomorrow said "No"
So lets go party lets get wasted, searching for solace all night long
Until our problems might not make it when we get on our way back home

[Guitar Solo: Tyson Coady]