Ray Bandz - Insomnia [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

INSOMNIA
(HOOK: Ray Bandz)
Insomnia got me up, its live any hour cuz'
We from the city that never sleep, anytime that you find me up
We kill it, deceased flow, a toast go to me though
Get devoured on our side, this is the beast coast (x3)
New York to be specific, and I'm off to be terrific
Prolific, a mission to get rich with the sickest lyrics
(VERSE 1: Ray Bandz)
What if we a process the progress of evolution,
What if god is just nonsense a mind set of sheer confusion
What if we just prophets, never meant to accomplish
Just deliver messages like envelopes i make a dope synopsis i mean,
We do mobbin' to robbin' to poppin' mollies
The smart ones are silenced by violence then gone and sent to islands and mind this,
I do this to alter your point of viewin'
Most of you making music just cuz' and its fucking foolish for me,
This outlet shows how various obstacles worry me
But I'll amount like mountains you'll soon see optical surgery,
Its not whats said its how its said, so imbibe chemical substance
Then again you niggas are puppets and already get fucked wit',
And its killin' me how we give in to meaningless sinistries
Like when an artist get signed he's giving in to the industry,
But my deliveries eminent custy's i charge a tippin' fee
Though u should tippin' me i think ill be the king of Queens
(HOOK: Ray Bandz)
Insomnia got me up, its live any hour cuz'
We from the city that never sleep, anytime that you find me up
We kill it, deceased flow, a toast go to me though
Get devoured on our side, this is the beast coast
(VERSE 2: Nate)
I processed the progress of evolution
I know God is nonsense just sheer confusion
Open mind to the idea
I'll just wait 'till it's been proven, late night cruisin'
Bright lights, always invade our nights
It's a hard life, got fellas rocking fellas
To be known like roc-a-fella, but that never turns for the better
Guns bussin' and these bitches getting wetter
They want a fake waka flocka not a man whos in control of his life's leather
They want to sever any connection to any man whos not repping
Looking for a man who steps in, with weapons, during testin'
Baggy dressing boxers exposed with no belief in heaven
A man who just killed the hoods devil by only age seven
These silly teens got silly dreams
They believe they can fix their life by creating more problems and not seams
But it seems these silly dreams are deadly
The red beam making hearts heavy, so just be ready cuz' your lose your head in Queens
(BRIDGE: Nate & Ray Bandz)
Because this is the beast coast (x2)
(VERSE 3)
Home of the lox and pac, both seans and all the bigs
G units, gang star, ruff ryding mobbing deep
Busta rhyming boys were beasting, bump to just avoid the sleeping
Had no choice annoying people, calling cops a normal weekend
Wu tang's and Doug e's, kool g's and run d's
Mos def's and kweli's, my morning's like mummies
Staring like "whats he?" but i bare it like gummies
Swear there's enough weed, to share it like "blunt please"
(laugh) i don't smoke though
Bitches got me feeling like Santa, ho ho ho
What you want in life? Question my dad asked me
Its hard to answer over the sound of mad taxis
I'll get back to you soon, cuz' i won't go home
'till the big apple is chewed like iPhone's logo
And that kinda remind me of
Dreams I'll make reality since insomnia got me up