Spiz The Prophet - One Day [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Remember life is to be enjoyed
It's a spiritual journey
Not a competition or a journey towards materialism

[Hook]
I believe one day I will fly
With no beef and no death reside
Anything is possible open your eyes
All three and you'll see, in due time you'll shine
I believe one day I will fly
With no beef and no death reside
Anything is possible open your eyes
All three and you'll see, in due time you'll shine

[Verse 1]
You only live once, do it right man once enough
You frauding niggas shit I'm calling your bluff
And watch you fold like a poker hand
Naw I don't own a Benz
I'm working nine to five slaving trying pay the rent
I thank god for the doors that he opening
Know it's that, my fam, and fans that keep me focusing
Consistently dropping heat, dropping jewels over beats
But now a days a lot of shit on my mind
No matter doobie or blunt I just want to get high
And elevate, I swear these other niggas is featherweight
Only competition I'm seeing is my shadow
Time fly like an arrow and that don't wait for no man
Better get with the program
Living in the hood all you hear is them sirens
Crack babies looking for they mommas can't find 'em
Grew up with them niggas that grip iron
Rose above it, now your kid shining
I was told you ain't a loser to you quit trying
So I put time in, and I spit fire
Nigga quit lying, you ain't have them bricks
You talk about that shit nigga just to get rich
Niggas be cold bitch, wouldn't kill a roach
But you brag and you boast how you fucking bang the toast
Man I swear this shit a joke, yeah
Man I swear this shit a joke (uhn)

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
A lot of cats rock gold chains and Hermes
I'm cool with my starter jersey and my dicked vans
A little nigga big city with some big plans
Made it though a lot of pain I thought I wouldn't withstand
Thankful I made it through, watch me complete my mission
But it's some things about city that got my mind itching
Like why Rocky statue other than Sonny Liston?
I guess the government rather worship the fictitious
Philly cops been wicked, since the seventies
Dropping bombs on my people, we still got them memories
Don't follow my nigga, shit make your own Identity
Had a couple niggas jealous, they no longer friends with me
Hoping my enemies know I pray for they sanity
I still don't understand why them motherfuckers mad at me
But fuck it your boy keep it pushing like I'm suppose to
Funny how that ones that don't know shit think they know you

[Hook]

[Conclusion]
Anything thing is possible my nigga
Just open your eyes; all three of 'em
You'll see one day you'll shine my nigga
Put that work in, we gon' get it though