Rico Swavae - War Paint [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Rico Swavae]
Yo, Where that boom-bap? I need it when it I rap
It's therapeutic to my soul like Mars Ill over Raw Mat
Plus, I move when I flow. (Gotta keep it going)
No steering wheel when I veer into or switch lanes - I got this skateboard
Early in the morning I gotta wake-board, I get on my knees & pray
Thank God for this magnificent day that he made
I'm in beast mode, when I eat these Fritos and I hit the streets bro, every time I skate
And I popped some tree on that vert cause I gotta keep it blunt, so homie throw away the weed
Homie passing me some weed though
But I do not weed smoke...
Because my skateboard already made out of tree
For my homies I got made love. Everywhere we go you know we skate hard, and we skate tar, and we also skate whatever we can, grind my metal on that ledge, even our necks, so everything we do It's cutthroat!
Living suicidal, kill my flesh everyday, I die daily
Failure to nail this next trick then I guess I'll die fakie, blood on the floor & my laces...(What?)

I guess it's face plant, gotta keep it green like I recycle, BMX, or would you "Be My X" like my girlfriend cycle
They ain't using they feet like me or Michael
Moon spiraling. Moon walking
But whatever man!
Moon talking, high off the wood & the weather, man
Also high off this concrete kicker ramp...Flip a flap
Homie on the edge like a cliffhanger, not because I skate a thine line like wire hanger
But, it's cause I'm 'bout to drop in, no lions in den like Daniel
Fire in my belly cause I only had like one sandwich. (Aahhh well)
This two liter coke & my sweat towel gonna keep me fresh, no crest, wear a vest...
Cause it's hot, and we about to roll to my favorite spot. (And we 'bout to?)
And we 'bout to roll to my favorite spot

[Hook]x3
Just another day for some skating...