Source Act & Somantic - Graces [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: NYX, Somantic, & Joule + Sample]
(We've not yet lost all our graces)
So pour another shot motherfucker we made it
(We've not yet lost all our graces)
Riding to the top till we're motherfucking famous

Dreams of pop top cherry red
World touring everywhere
No we haven't made it yet
But we already got a taste of it

[Verse 1: NYX]
Born to win, Im in this shit again
I know I do it stupid putrid like the coochie
Of a common hotel hoe

You know it though, got a nobel though
Im smart as fuck, down on luck
Still let the music flow through my veins
Too insane, red blood cells flowing the
Arteries, synapses collapsing
Too many thoughts in one place

Clusterfuck up in my membrane
I been sane, but this stage
Tearing shit up like a thin page

NYX in this bitch like my dick is
Addicted to the sickness that is writing lyrics
Im on rap olympus, mount olympus for you rap gods
Here to claim my spot, Im a titan to you have nots
BITCH

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Somantic]
Jumping obstacles just a soft talk of bull-type
Mr. Somantic the added hyped up life
Cuz I love it on stages performing back to back
Like Mr. Crow love his crack, wishing I could throw a stack
To every fan of the rap; crave the fame, make a name
Love insane, respect the game, respect the game
I'm in the plane thats only getting higher
I am never tired, I require pennies from the misers
Rewinders I retire, never ever seen the sun
Rising similar to us, rising up uppity
Loving my company, so sick of suffering, suddenly
Bout to go out of the frames of the game and come in with my own shit and see who would win

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mr. Crow]
The devil is a lie, na the devil is the truth
The devil is alive, oh you want some proof?
Have Satanic symbols drawn on my windows
A blonde virgin lies dying in my booth!
I'm blunt so when I hit you it makes more of an impact
Chronically unstable, taste it's laced with crack
Sniff some glue while I spit, keep your brain intact
I hate rap, I'm doing this to overcome my rape fascination
Straight jacket, fake to swallow a pill
I've had my fill the label's trying to kill me
Don't reveal me, I act naturally ill
What I see and hear probably ain't real

[Hook] x2