SC Static - The Suburbian Truth [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse)
In order to achieve what you want you gotta progress and fight
And that's the best advice that helped me escape from a desperate life
And I gotta confess to Christ I'm thankful I was blessed to write
Cause I began to check the mic before I knew my left from right
It's a fact I'm a soldier so don't battle me sober
I'll grab the pad from the sofa and I will gladly expose ya
And Imma earn an opportunity and rap till it's over
While others get the chance and never lift the bat off their shoulder
And I remember watching battles and I was starving to get in them
I'm talking back then when I hardly knew of Eminem
I started writing bars to rip out their hearts and machete them
Cause I've been killing tracks since the start of the new millennium
They say I'm the truest cause I've never been on a losing spurt
Plus I abuse the verse, they're amazed at what I can do with words
They say this dude's bizzerk cause I never sleep all I do is work
I'm up before the break of dawn even before the rooster chirps
I'm tired of these signed labels telling all these crime fables
My mind's stable but all of my thoughts were designed hateful
Look through my book of rhymes and you'll see that every line's fatal
I used to rhyme playful while I was learning my times tables
Most of you artist likers only supporting garbage writers
Who only talk about who's car's the nicest and how large their ice is
All your songs are lifeless while all of my many thoughts are righteous
All my bars are priceless, I can stand out in the hardest cyphers
I'm maneuvering after you fags with humorous attitudes
I'm pursuing my passion to flaunt my numerous attributes
I'm on a mission to expose these rappers that you listen to
Cause everyones got different views but most of yours are misconstrued
I don't need no one with me misery is my company
And I won't be satisfied till I'm freestyling on sucker free
And I will never stop until nobody is in front of me
Until I'm humbly in my prime just like the number three
But maybe I should dumb it down just to make it less confusing
Provide less amusement just to add to all my stress from losing
Show the best improvement to prove to you I'm the best in music
Battling Static is equivalent to public execution
You deny your brothers you try to rhyme but you wine and stutter
All the rhymes I utter are in abundance and high in numbers
I don't rely on others only those in the sky above us
Give me any lyrical test I'll pass it with flying colors
Static's the name for those who never heard me in booths
But you can just refer to me as The Suburbian Truth