Terrance Moore - Freedom [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Uh
Yeah
From the top like...


Uh, Young Bogart
Flows are so stark, I could float Noah's ark
No slack, my whole pack go hard
Got drive for them stacks and plus we got heart
Way I'm lunchin', only function: kick my feet up
No naps, I run tracks, no Adidas
No strings on me, couple rappers Cousin Skeeter
I got drive to get that two seater


RETRO gang maintain
Nat Turner, why my chain hang
Won't pack burners just to gain fame
Never wrestled 'caine
Pall bearer to the hearse, I ain't tryna see the undertaker
Bastard since my birth, blaze sour and purp'
Bomb beats in the booth, I'm just bumming at work
If she driving to dinner, I'll come for dessert
Either hop out that shirt, or hike up that skirt
Our ancestors worked for that paper we worth
Slaving, it's amazing
Old folks from the Gold Coast
Overseers slinging whips like polo
From the cotton gin to the go-go
Guess our forty acres ended up 44
Worry 'bout later when you hit the front door
Same worries turn to vapor when you major though
Wings melt when you hit the sun
Things felt when you find someone
That say they with you 'til you fucking done
When your heart cold, you're stone cold
I'm a wreck, but look at Rome, yo
Niggas still love and respect Rome, yo
Bet I'm still in tape decks when I'm gone bro
I'm wired off Columbian should phone home
Need my own zone, somewhere far from home
I need a spouse to bone, I need a car to go
But I'll still be Brick City 'til the day that I croak
For the days that I wrote and wore J's to the store
I'ma make the world glow
Go
Bet I bomb for Mom
Since she the only person living
That don't mind if my digits dollar signs or cents
She say she like the Jeep, I'd think she like the Benz
I think I'd like for all my friends to ride in them