Shawn Doe - Anchors (Prod. Riddle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Bridge]
Anchors
Weighing me down
Can't even get off the ground
(This is all i do...)

[Verse 1: Shawn Doe]
Check, people think they know me but really they don't know me
If they don't believe in me then they can fucking blow me
If you got better flow then please fucking show me
Cuz after I spit this poetry you'll owe me
I don't let shit slide when shit hits the fan
The handyman I do what I do I do what I can

I fan off the fake fans and fake friends
I'm coming up too fast I got myself the bends
No Mercedes, I'm hot as hades, just a bunch of Brady's better hold on to your ladies shit is gravy shit is crazy
Lazy cuz I'm blazing daisy's maybe it is just a faze
Living life with fucking anchors you don't know how much it weighs
Yeah I do it my way I stray away from the pack
Not the spirits when I whack a mole and start to kickback
I'm just out here staying focused you're just bogus you should know this I'm better than most it doesn't take a hip-hop head to notice

[Chorus: Shawn Doe]
Living life with fucking anchors you don't know how much it weighs
Yeah I'm gonna get a job check my fucking resume
Keep doing this rap shit, don't forget, I admit, I'm so sick
God damn hit em' with the flu

Living life with fucking anchors you don't know how much it weighs, how much it weighs

[Verse 2: Shawn Doe]
Check! Chances are our first impression was a smoke session
I make you raise your hands like you got a question constantly progressing what a blessing
I could'nt tell you how long it took to get the courage and spit the words that I'm pressing
Meat without season like salad without dressing
I know their no reason but lately I've been stressing
Redact all of my abstract raps I'll make an impact
If I saty on this track then I'll attract contracts
Listening to people react, when they hear my tracks finding sick beats is like uncovering artifacts
It's a fact, that my music is my craft I just get lost in the rap like a castaway on a rap
Freestyling a final draft they think I'm daft I sit and laugh I'm drinking on the draft and the flask im cashed don't ask
Rap with the mask unidentified flow Shawn Doe you don't know and you never ever will
The futures uphill and It's gonna take some skill not some dumb luck let the negativity distill
Because I know exactly what I want I know exactly what I like for some reason writing is like writing a bike
I don't forget, jam it in your brain like a drillbit
"I admit Shawn We Got What You Need is the shit!"
Cuz I made it with my Day ones, they were there when we would do it for fun and they'll be there when I'm done
This ice is looking thin bumps on my skin
(I'm getting chills)
When I drop new shit they line up like fire drills
Running to the hills looking for the thrill walking down the street find a twenty dollar bill by my feet
I buy a pack of blues then I like the fucking fuse then my mind feels fine because the bombs have been defused
You don't have a clue I'll grow faster than bamboo
When I debut I'll be able to pull through
(pull through pull through pull through)

[Closing: Shawn Doe]
You don't know how much it weighs
Fuck
Living life with fucking anchors you don't know how much it weighs