Tableek - Neighborhood Drug Dealer [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: TABLEEK]
Now skool rule
Already i claim to build mental
Troubl was my right hand man
And what I went through
Cause the PYL on the tip like a felt pen said I could trace the curves and munch on herbs
Machos on the set perturb how i did it
99 ways and everthing was permitted
Mentenally scarred
We move on they irrate
Smackin my trey trying to knock food off the plate
And although i ain't the biggest, the ruffest, the tuffest
I'll catch em with a quick left hook they're like "smuckers"
Its after hours, no more yellow buses
No iron horse so in Nikes I trustes
Im on a mission in a foreign land- Black Sudan?
No not near home get the point- alone
The hatred of these island niggas all on me
The hood-lemic epedemic of society
And im fixin' to be the headline on the morning paper
Nigga not strapped shot to death on a elevator
I'm prayin' to ALLAH to save me
Talking loud moving quick people on the street think I'm sick but I'm not
Its just I don't want to get shot, it wasn't in my plans this morning
I woke up scratched my nuts made wudu, always true
Best words from Uncle Sekou, let's move on
(intermission)

[Verse 2: TABLEEK]
Best words from Uncle Sekou, let's move on
I'm back on the scene mint green overalls
In the phone booth nervous with the frantic call
Stayed busy, and that meant nobody can get me and scoop me up from this per-dicatmente
A store, maybe Coke can boost my adrenaline
Waiting cross the street I peep yo its them again
And yo they see me, this ain't I dream of genie
I don't blink bitch I'm no pre-mie
I cross the street, pearl vision 180
A store with the afternoon rush that seem lazy
Its crazy, i say fatiha then I press
Forward my heart beatin' like thunder in my chest
Im reachin' for the door either pull or push more
Sweat covered my face a few paces for war
Then i braced, my body tight for concussion
As soon as they set it, got the bic to stick something in the neck
I'm waiting for the vic to check, when the door swing open crept up my step
Only seeing that this man here play along
So my umi won't be singing the sad sad song
Its like what
Neighborhood drug dealer, my man
What up black?