RATKING - Retired Sports [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wykonawca: RATKING
Album: Wiki93
Data wydania: 2012-01-01
Gatunek: Rap

Tekst piosenki

[Intro: Hak]
I did not then and don't now have much respect for what goes on. Its been on my mind and its been bugging at me. Yea I've done a lot of things wrong, I'm not going to say I've never done nothing wrong. Nobody here can say they've done nothing wrong. Probably y'all can even say you've done nothing wrong

[Verse 1: Wiki]
Every time I roll up everyones like look who had to show up
Wiki's gonna throw up Wiki's gotta grow up
Hold up you don't even know what
Nah
I've been through or my shit so I
Say (?) get off my dick
I brought hype shit all type spit
Cat in the corner like Wik's got alright spit
Alright kid chill you ain't even on my tip
But you definitely on my dick
Bust
Continuously bringing it raw
Train keep me warm at the brink of a storm
Blink and its on
Baby what you think that I'm on
Some next shit Nah chill I'm just thinking New York
Point at the train like, yo what you think of the porsche
The iron horse ha,ha retired sports of all sorts
Graf niggas rap niggas
Master of ceremonies mic carrier
Jack terriers sip perrier area
(?) it ain't very fair spit a scary flare
I'm fire like a dragon but I'm retired from fairy tales
Doing fairly well but I'm rarely held
Fucking hated suffocating until you're very pale ah
Im home the cipher the rhyme zone
Beat comes from beat box and shattered screen iPhones
City back drop Wiki wack job nearly pack squad
Tryna' get my city back raw
Give me the odds you could spit it this odd
Im just tryna' get my city back y'all

[Hook: Wiki]
Every time I roll up Wiki's gonna throw up
Wiki's gotta grow up
Hold up
You don't know what
When I roll up Wiki's gonna throw up
Wiki's gotta grow up
Hold up
You don't know what

[Verse 2: Wiki]
Train racing pacing as a pass erasing the past
Erasing the wack faking raps ain't making it past
Stuck in the tunnel stuck in the head ain't facing the facts
I'm stuck in the huddle the cyph, shaking the pack
Facing a yay L, and I'm tasting the crack
Chasing the change chasing the cash
Changing in for quarters well at least I ain't changing the facts
Smudging the truth fucking the youth
I'm an ugly ass swan would that make me a duck or a goose
Its tough in New York
Law got you stuck in a noose
I just wanna chill free getting ruckus and loose
Or on the contrary slumber on stoops puffing a loof
What you know about how I keep my hunger well cooped
Im inside (?) of my chicken coop I'm running right through
Number of food that chickens like 102
Make a soup out that shit
You stung by the stew
You think its about how I eat
Its about how I speak from
Courteous kids to rowdy police
Don't doubt the elite
I'm outie with veesh
If only she'd be outie with me

[Hook]

[Beat Switch]

[Bridge: Wiki]
Do not lean on door
My back is leaned against two doors
Smacked together
Ready to rip apart
Contemplating train racing
Car hater word racer world racer
Train travels
Step by step track by track
Lost in time lost in time
Locals
16C?
I think I can I think I can
Little engine that could
Express experience weary weekends
Contemplating train racing
Car hater world racer
Car destroyer world destroyer word destroyer
City moves
Stop by stop, day by day
Year by year, contemplating
Train racing, waiting
For those doors to rip apart

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Wiki]
Disproving lie cus I'm a rebel without reason I'm leaving emcee's
Deceiving emcee's they so gullible I'm so lovable
They don't believe it, Tried to explain still can't see it
Just like how I can't see Jesus, Seems so convenient
But ever since (?) people need it
My fifth sense is seeing got a sick sense for preaching
And I only need six more cents to be eating
I got $2.19 and the pattys just been heating
Ready to eat (?) exactly why I'm speaking now
Why you should be freaking out and be seeking out
Treatment how Mother fucker you can't treat this mouth
I like to ramble
Like Patterson's son likes to gamble
I'm like an anvil, float heavy
When you truly listen better be so ready
I make you want to hold your old teddy bear
Cus you scared and what you know is petty
And I make your jaws drop already

[Hook]

[Outro: Wiki]
Walking down streets
Blabbing out most filthy
So sick stories issues
Loud as hell
Rolling with my friends roaming
Cracking with my friends laughing
Catch looks
Give them a look back that makes them want to wipe the dirt off their face
You should of seen my friends face

[Hook]

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