Taj-He-Spitz - 50 To Life [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

What's up, bruh?
How you livin'?
You know how I chill, penitentiary prison
Came from Solano to San Quentin
Couple months in it, about to get sentenced
And they talkin' 'bout 50 with an elbow
Could get out if I tell, but hell no!
I ain't got bail though, I got chips so I'm in this bitch with a cellphone
So hit me, and even though you ain't here with me, you with me
I feel the whole world against me
If I was ten or been out by sixty, be out by seventy
They better just lynch me.. God damn.. My gas tank on empty
I'm in deep, too deep, suicide tempting nigga shoot me, shoot me!

What's up, bruh?
I'm livin' cool
Gettin' school
Your nigga gettin' bigger off prison, fool
I ain't holla'd in a minute, fool
So I guess I got a minute to
We done been through it all, it's like that?
Kinda shady a nigga can't write back
And despite that, my bitch don't write back
And my momma don't write back
So all I do is write raps, for them ones who gettin' life raps
It's like that?

[OUTRO]
It's a matter of either we stay like this
Or somebody sacrifices
Somebody lay the tracks so we don't stay in a 360 degree deadly circle
You know what I'm sayin'?
Somebody has to break out and risk losing everything and being poor, and getting beat down
Somebody has to do somethin'