Reign of Terror - Melatone [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ryan Kelly]
I'm resting, my eyelids heavy
The roach rolled up, I spit good and plenty
They ask me if I'm gone and I tell em just semi
Still bouncing off the top fuck the smell that I'm scenting
Staying laid back, busting freestyles when I'm heady
Sleeping on me so I got the mothafucking money hidden
Sheets of paper rolled in my mothafucking denims
Still dreaming of the day I wake up and I forget it
I say I'm in it, and she with it, but I don't care
If the bitch don't get it yo that's not why I'm here
Wish list for Reign but have you been a good boy
I say not I'm the bad kid stealing all ya toys
See it's the white night, A bright light cause I'm lit
They rolling round up in they bed I'm rolling green up like the Grinch
They sleep the night away just waiting for a track
They sleeping on me that's just cause I'm carrying a gat bitch
Two steps forward, and one step back ten
Steps to the left, in the right direction
I'm the best way
Laying rappers lifeless in they death bed
'90s baby, old school obsession
Leave the damn critics fucking impressed when
I hypnotize, put stars in their contacts n'
I leave 'em blinking, like they falling asleep
Counting sheep, I'm the wolf you're the boy who cried R. Kelly
Assess my dress see I'm that fresh
Writing raps in the back trashed at my class desk
For the outlet, yeah to get my shit out
Not for cash dog I got stacks under my mattress

[Bridge: Bruce Li and Ryan Kelly]
I been doing this for like a minute am I getting it?
Why these people acting like somebody gave em sedatives?
So I'm like whoa
They sleeping on me
So I'm like whoa
They sleeping on me
So it's time to wake em up
My mind keep racing yeah these songs I'm tryna make em all
And if you be hating well I guess you need a wake up call
So Im like whoa
They sleeping on me
And I'm like whoa
They sleeping on me
So it's time to wake em up

[Chorus: Bruce Li and Ryan Kelly]
They sleeping on me, what (x4)
So it's time to wake em up

[Verse 2: Bruce Li]
Now there's something bout the way that I rock on the beat
People say it's dreamy but believe me do not go to sleep
Obviously, these insomniacs are fond of rap
Midnight in the Pontiac Bonneville hop in the seat
Ride until no gas left, feeling like some Aztecs
Waiting for the sun, when I'm done it's an apocalypse scene
Like the fucking Mayans; When I'm rhyming I'm god of mc's
Gimme props but do the opposite and just drop to your knees
People sleeping on me and its awkward to me, like quit the gossiping please
Shit are you talking to me? If you play that card then you're just fowl crossing the street
Joke is you ain't even have the skills to be copying me
I'm the cock making dime a dozen birds flock from the scene
Honestly you ain't doing shit like an ostrich's wing
But I fly the coop and I flip the bird
Every time I spit these words, friends saying my shit's absurd
Parents say I'm getting worse
While you catching Z's I make a masterpiece
Ryan's tryna pass the weed, I'm not tryna have it see
I do this shit casually but actually a rapping beast
He say it's some crazy stuff, I say my mind crazy enough
Staying up late nights so I be sleep deprived
Ya I'm feeling hungry so I'm telling you to feast your eyes, you can have a piece of my recent rhymes
Looking for some peace of mind
Offering me help well I can only kindly decline
Sometimes I feel highly delusional
When I get secluded intuitive feeling musical
4 a.m. I'm spewing coal this mic is like my crucible
Man this rap shit got me rethinking my futures goals

[Bridge]

[Chorus]
I been doing this for like a minute am I getting it?
Why these people acting like somebody gave em sedatives?
So I'm like whoa