Shoelace - Uncut Imagination [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1}

Imagined I got a A just for skipping a class/
10 triple D's knocking at my door for some ass/
Only studied for the test once skimming the words/
Now the teacher's trying to get me to teach her some new verbs/
Food stamps paid for food and they paid for some beer/
Haters used to disrespect me now they dance and they cheer/
Its a new day I imagine it my way/
Dogs barking is a welcome sound/
10 dollars off the dollar menu and ain't gained a pound!/
CHEEESE BUR GERS express/
Combo no less/
Ate it real sloppy no stains on my chest/
Dickel man buddy done came with the best/
She's about to cough brains on her chest/

No rapper ever lied about gangbanging and feigning success/
Why yes so i'll claim me a vest/
Yes sir! That one right there....
Yes...the one with the tight buttons...
So/
If you wanna view paradise/
A place with no lies and no disguise/
Ya might be rolling snake eyes/
Consistently circumventing centipedes in a glow-lac/
The one in the back is on prozac/
I ain't gotta make sense I'm a big mack/
So I lay back in this zone/
Zen incense the microphone/
Grab the mallet and ring the gong/
Here comes mr. Ching Chang Chong/


[Verse 2]

I imagine as MF DOOM its gonna be a great day today/
Cuz the local trash collectors got an application from Michael Bay/
And Kenny G gave a rest on the soprano/
My homies in the Resident Evil struggle got unlimited ammo/
Look at them women in camo/
Oh my god she looks like Rambo!/
A rapper needs keys to success/
So the hood sent him a piano/
And then he plays at first G/
Figured out some jazz and now he's playing rap movies/

[Break]

I imagine that ghetto kids ain't ashamed to come home/
Now they care about books and could give a fuck about phones/
Mama passing me some gravy and I pour it on corn/
Oh you know that you can make the best Sweet Potato Pone/
Imagined that I new the secret to the reason I'm born/
Life is a hooker on a tightrope, when you blow it its gone/

[sample segue]

Ahh splat! Thought-I-saw-a-puddy-tat/
Creeping in my window/
Trying to see about them birdies YOU KNOW!/
It ain't such a daily struggle just to make me feel glad/
And when I think about my ex's it dont feel so bad/
My country is NOT an epileptic under a strobe/
Then I use a little music to warm up the globe/