Tanya Morgan - So Damn Down [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Thank you for coming out tonight
To join me and my friends, the Rap Pack
Von Martin, Donny Davis Jr., and myself, old Brown Eyes

[Verse 1]
(?) with the backpack
But there’s no mobsters, champagne, or stacks
So if you think that I
Live it like a tie
Put down the rap books and take a look into my eyes
All that I can give to you (?)
The fans say I’m not feeling you
I’m better off un-digable
You sort of get the boo
And (?) critical
And easily forgetting you
And now the fans are feeling ooh
But when the temperature rise
And you get a little flame
Get a little fame
They didn’t wanna know you
Now they wanna know your middle name
Hot damn how’d I get into this game
I complain about this, complain about that
But its no turning back from the grind
‘Till I make what’s mine
I’ve already made my mind up
Now its time to climb up
The shine high up in the sky
Sunrise

[Hook]
Don’t hate my crew
‘Cause we get so damn down
Yes, so damn down
(x2)

[Verse 2]
I got the gift of gab
But having swag isn’t dissnig me
You ain’t saying jack
Word to Questo, (?), and them
They play the tape when we was Moonlighting
Or more like when we
Ain't no know better than
Hoping shows get to them like no dose medicine
Open doors, let us in
The game ain't a gentleman
Even see a veteran and wonder what it did to him
Listen
All God need is us three
Life’s a party
Yall I.D.’d but not we
And probably
Still online while I’m grinding
Logged on while my lungs (?)
I’m loving the hate
That’s just how we relate
Let the fans on you critics
I ain't trying to debate
On demand, so you get it automatic, no wait
Damn downs how I get when there’s a lot on my plate

[Hook]
(x2)

[Verse 3: Von Pea]
See this go around
I’m going around any obstacle
And giving the popsicle to critics and hospitable women
See I could use that as a diss
Or use that as a gift that comes after a kiss
I can slay ya mafia style
Or slay ya like (?)
Horse head in the bed, soon as she’s waking up
When Von’s on the mic, lyricism ain't a issue
Soon as I write it down they write it up
Simple
I used to get paid by the week
Never got paid by the streets
Now I get paid by the beats
That’s a fancy way to say I’m broke as hell
These rappers man
They your Myspace (?) quick
But ask for a dollar and its “Man that’s a grip”
I be right back
Thank God I can jog while (?) the track
‘Cause I’m the main one that know what to say on the track
So we out

[Hook]
(x4)

[Outro]
Is this thing on
Hey
(?) let the beat ride out
(?) let the beat ride out
Hey
I said hey
Just let the beat ride out
We gonna let the beat ride out
This is Brooklynati
You can do it however you wanna do
Whether you like it or not
Don’t hate my crew
‘Cause we be so damn down
So damn
Don’t…my…’cause…so…
We gonna let the beat ride out
Uh, uh, huh
Listening to Brooklynati
And you can do it however you wanna do
Are we there yet?