Rob White - I'm Doin' Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[intro]

[hook: Rob White]

I'm doing me like I'm s'posed to
Excuse me if I expose you
I flow true every record so every record that Co' do
Is encoded for those who.. (know me, homie..)

I'm doing me like I'm s'posed to
Excuse me if I explode through your roof from the sky
Cause I was already fly and the proof is in my footprints
So it's good sense, in the booth..


[Verse 1: Rob White]

I see the rap game AS a Rubik's (cube)

A game full of squares so I'm a diamond in a rough patch of cubics
A lot of separation just take you a good glance.. (yo)


The basic difference I don't make the hood dance (no)
In fact my hood stands on my neck, like the coats I like..
So I'm lookin quite cobra-like
Though my thoughts heavy, I be tip-toe'ing ultra light
Due to real estate, I just bought a couple Homme's I like (Androids)

That's where it feels like I'm at when I'm on the mic.. (home)
It's probably why I parade around naked now, (I'm at home)
I bare myself like I flow in the suit that I was born in, (so)


You see it all; birthmark to being sworn in (what else?)

My first steps in faith, when I was born AND..
My first words to bitches in the morning
But when I ain't explorin these tracks, then I'm back in lie territory
But it's facts when I tell a story wit raps that's how you know...

[hook]


[Verse 2: Rob White]

I'll be the light for those in the dark, so they can see
Co'ah's arc the new real world will start with me


40 days and 40 nights I'll flow from the heart of me
Until they all can see it's MORE than just art, it's an artery
Niggas use the game to run around and act hard, but see
What they call a "Sandlot" I call a sand lottery so yeah it's worth a lot to me..
Possibly MORE than my mom and POP, and it's not an innuendo

My pop left before I had a Nintendo
My Mom ain't let it show we was broke, but we was kids though (and)


I didn't get along with her til my personal July 4th independently got in the Flyest force


And independence got me sittin on the highest horse [but]
I of course would go against Goliath if he tried to force evil on the innocent
Otherwise I wouldn't even give a shit
That's why this fake shit I'm getting rid of it, that's how you know

[hook]


[Verse 3: Rob White]


So this is me takin a shot
Even if it's just a sling
Cause I'll adjust my swing til I'm KNOWN as the whole-eh-ONE
God of the game I'd give my ONLY son to conTROL the sun rise-and-shine lil niggas...


Stop sleepin on divine real niggas

The word of God creepin through the vine lil niggas I HOPE you all listening
Listen up, all you Dames livin under the Roc I'm about to lift it up in Jay fashion

The real niggas rock aware that this is straight passion
The fake niggas scatter from it
I climb up and kick the ladder from it
This plateau ain't for whack flow.. so I had to run it


And Imma run it til you scouts let me walk-on Aqua,
For now I'm tryna out you mu'fuckaaa's... (Yeah)


I could give a shit about you mu'fucka's
That's why I made it in this shit without you mu, fuckas.. (that's how you know)

[hook]