Sifu Hotman - First Ave Funeral [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Guante]
When I'm dead, find the richest man in Minneapolis
And poison his dinner with my ashes
Save a pinch and mix it with perfume
And dab a little on your neck
When you go out dancing

[Verse 2: deM atlaS]
It's getting darker with every second
With every minute getting warmer
Walking towards the light in hindsight
I think i??
I could of done more but
Its too late so forget it never mind
It doesn't matter alright

[Verse 3: Guante]
When i am dead
?? epitaph every rap log
And watch me go viral as i vanish
With every MC i was better then
Write a shitty song to commemorate my passing
That ain't a shot at nobody
Some of my best friends are nobody's
So full of passion
I know MCs you've never heard of
Who are twice as talented as everyone you have
And you mad but dammit you don't have to believe me
Not a validation or ?? nobody's asking
Its a mission to transcend these limits
I can't be blacklisted from
A scene i never visited

[Verse 4: deM atlaS]
Bunch of nuisances
?? is skittles and chemo
?? around they all want to eat you
Just a piece of you
You can have the left overs
Cold shoulder so ??
You could swear that ??
????
I don't get it
I don't fit it
No matter how hard i try to fit it
???
I get lost the despite tired eyes
My jeans are tight
Let me pull them down
So you can see
???
I am the kid everybody loves
And ???


[Verse 5: Guante]
You know it do the math
Map out the path you run though
If a hundred thousand scum
Sucking scene-sters love you
Well no body really loves you
And when i am dead
Maybe they will claim to love me too
I hope it's winter
And theirs a blizzard
And its cold out
So they can wait in line
For my first ave funeral
My first time as a
Headliner for a sold out


[Verse 6: deM atlaS]
Good luck (why)
You're gonna need it
Coming out the egg shell of hell
Nothing can feed it
Its a feeling
Living with pain
Living with joy
The strife, the shame
I learn to love it
Like playing with a dog
Smiling while you wrestle in the mud
Dirt under the fingernails
Cuts in the blood
Sun and the shyness
Sand in the dust
Perfect, the sun is shining

[Outro: Guante & deM atlaS]
Yeah so put a hand up
Even if your not at a show
(put a hand up)
Rocking headphones all alone
(put a hand up)
Midnight in your room at home
(put a hand up)
Snowy highway in the car
(put a hand up)
???
(put a hand up)
Cell phone speakers on a bus
(put a hand up)
Looks how this connect us
(put your hands up)
Boom box on a black top
(put your hands up)
Late night library laptop
(put your hands up)
Pre-show house music
(put your hands up)
If you can't live without music
(put your hands up)
For every one we have lost
(put your hands up)
For every one we have gain
(shit, put your hands up)
Some day we will all die
(put your hands up)
But today is not that day
So put a hand up