Space City - F.A.M.E Gets the Money [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: F.A.M.E]

Uh, Rose gold felon
Bold nosed legend
One drop of this spit venom and you'll be in seventh heaven
Never to be a peasant
Cause my pressence
Is an essence of fluorescent anti depressent
Make you blow up like destruction of mass weapons
And surprise you like christmas presents
Now dont let this adolescent
Teach yall grown folks a lesson
Get the message
Cause if you didn't get the first this is the second
This loud mouth kid is going to need a suppresant
Receiving dope doses
Head of command
Giving commandments like moses
Entering psychosis
I'm a need a diagnosis
With focus dosage of fercioussness
Feeling like royalty handing out golden roses
Leave y'all half breathing
Educated
Agitated
I paid it
Creative ain't it
Like a master made it
Like a master made it

[Verse 2: Da Grant]

Check
I love it when you call me Big Poppa
The show stopper
The rhyme drop/ (laughs)..yo!
No brakes or intermission
24/7
Keeping them listening
Remember like the American Pledge
It's repetition
Sentences I'm spitting
Transition to life I'm living
This lemonade taste great
The lemons life has given and
Too Hot To Stop
Kind of like the Bar-Kays
No barricades in my way
Or pauses/I could rhyme for days
And days and days and days and days
And days seem like I'm trapped in a maze
All y'all astounded and amazed
The listeners are weird
Honestly I must say
Every rapper mentions 'bout being paid (man)
Dj Chuck Chillout said he hated Space Music
I'mma make him change his mind
Cause I don't know nobody who would
Do it like I would
Or how my brother F.A.M.E would
Space City committee approves
And yo/we good
And yo/we good
And yo/we good