RATKING - Cocoa '88 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: DJ Dog Dick]
Yo, yo, yo
St. Louis, Missouri
Baltimore, Maryland
New York City

[Verse 1: DJ Dog Dick]
When I look in the sky
I see a hex like someone held a Baphomet high
And I ask myself, "who is that guy?"
Or is it just I?
Drawing with my eyes
There's been times I'm surprised I survived
And I wonder if its an angel that blessed this
Or what devil distresses with a messes mixed message in my head Stumbled ever so blessed
Ooh wee, ooh wee
The lights's playing tricks on me
Faces and shadows displayed
Drawn on every which way
Make that light go away, so no contrast for shadows to play
There's no contrast for shadows to play

[Hook: Hak and Wiki]
Days work for days pay, smooth talkers find nothing to say
Days work for days pay, if wishes were horses beggars would sway
Days work for days pay, smooth talkers find nothing to say
Days work for days pay, if wishes were horses beggars would sway
Days work for days pay, spit til there's nothing left up in my brain
Days work for days pay, willing to listen not kick it for days
Days work for days pay, spit til there's nothing left up in my brain
Days work for days pay, willing to listen not kick it for days


[Verse 2: Wiki]
Immaculate exam
Winner gets iller, gets bad as a patient
In the hospital bed, hospital, hospital bed about to be vacant
Not cause hes healed and better
It's real he's dead, I said, "It's sad ain't it"?
My bad, I'm so good, fucka so good so good you had to hate it
Some had to lump it
Had to shrug it up to the point had to bump it
No man ever mastered nothin'
That mentality's disaster comin'
6 bars and you braggin', done it
You a casualty, had it comin'
Loot and had to be [?]
Move over, I decide to come over and blast the subject
You old and catching up, you wack as fuck that (you wack)
Twitting instead of [?] fishing and catching nothing
Whether it's rhymes or whatever you find
Whether I'm wetting the rain or sweating the shine
The weather is fine, for peddling dimes

[Verse 3: Hak]
Oodles of charm, kudos to mom (love you mom)
Lullabies on my arms, platinum plaques? in my palms
[?] rising riding the bar
Dropped out sing songs
Wanted aunt to [?]
Out of many there's one, fell out of [grace?]
Proved that it's fun
First thing you know straight to my tongue
Teen years are twisted and tough
Why am I thinking I'm dirt and I'm dumb
Why am I proving to you that I won
Tuning my ships, humble and young
Severed the knot, started at sun
Root in my mind, let me run
Like father, like son
City decides payments
Paddling [?] sprayin' with guns
Thought you'd forget me would have never spared
Looters on Lenox, laying with bums
Looters on Lenox, laying with bums

[Hook: Hak and Wiki]
Days work for days pay, smooth talkers find nothing to say
Days work for days pay, if wishes were horses beggars would sway
Days work for days pay, smooth talkers find nothing to say
Days work for days pay, if wishes were horses beggars would sway
Days work for days pay, spit til there's nothing left up in my brain
Days work for days pay, willing to listen not kick it for days
Days work for days pay, spit til there's nothing left up in my brain
Days work for days pay, willing to listen not kick it for days

[Outro]