Tech$ Finesse - MVO (Mississippi's Very Own) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Tech$ Finesse]
Life Rhymes. Bad Times
Let me tell you bout my life what
Born In Mississippi
Known for the racist activity
But I ain't about all that though
I'm a weirdo
Girls think I'm evil
Never show up Tivo huh?
I can always pull up to the scene
With my boy EJAY sipping lean
Got a superficial studio
I'm in it all alone though
I'm 17 years old
Nothing to do though
It's June 6th and I'm chilling higher then a bitch what
Tech$ Finesse call me Marchel ho
Yeah I said my real name
Summer camp and they think I'm lame
Not even a glance of fame
Yeah I'm on smart shit
Coming out the dark pit and I know you feeling blue
My record spinning like how them rims do
Nigga is too sick I need theraflu
Shawty suck my dick till' it turn blue
What the we fuck we goin' do?
We getting money, unlike you
I just upgraded you whole IQ

[Verse 2:]
Looking at my life
Born in Meridian
Fucking tip of the median
Country side til' I fucking die
Blowin kush learning high
Life rhymes bad times
Niggas thought I was committing crimes
I was a witness
No good at fitness
Friends stealing iPhones
Then asking for a loan
Hell no, but I got them hot rhymes
Mississippi's Very Own
Coming out of hard times and my mind so blown and I've said it before
I'm not famous, I'm fucking historic
Going crazy like I'm fucking Boris
Most ain't got a million we are barely holdin' grands
If you do then you are balling or are acting like you can
Sippin' out the bottle or I pour it out the can
I'm just living life according to the granules of sand
Money make mo' problems but it also make a man
So I work them long hours to be opposite of bland
I'm sick and tired of letting my old ways into my new days
Keep on manipulating us through music videos and movies
Surprise there not a subliminal message on my toothpaste
The radios only play what they want, they're some new slave
They're some juvies, "make them our groupie"
Tech$ Finesse on the Beat Yo!
Life Rhymes Bad Times
Free Lil Boosie

[Verse:3]
Blowin kush learning high
Life rhymes bad times
Niggas thought I was committing crimes
I was a witness
No good at fitness
Friends stealing iPhones
Then asking for a loan
Hell no, but I got them hot rhymes
Mississippi's Very Own
Coming out of hard times and my mind so blown and I've said it before
I'm not famous, I'm fucking historic
Going crazy like I'm fucking Boris. What?
[The New Breed x5]