The Cranberry Show - Gravity [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
They said we'd never make it
They said the moon was just too far away
They said we should stop dreaming
We said, let's talk more

Gravity on me, never let me down
Just lift, gravity, will make
Never let me go, no, no

[Verse 1: Young Focus]
Okay, okay, the moon is painted black today
You killed the dream of another brother
Hope your mom's a lesbian, cause karma is a motherfucker
Yes I'm talking gravity, who guns heavy as ours
Niggas think we aiming at them, but we shooting for the stars
Where was y'all
We formed another fucking race, gold chains, hella intelligent
Heavy as elephants, chase
I'm on my uhaul flow
Put niggas in they place
Cause more of us will probably go to jail than go to outer space
Slow your pace, niggas dying, all he needed was a pension
And she always had drive, all she needed was an engine
When your fans turn to rappers in the city that you live in
You go from the inspiration to the fucking competition
Never give em pots to piss in, all these niggas I will body
Got me screaming kamikaze, in a fucking maseratti
Grab a shotty, put it to my body, say I pull it back
I'd rather die before I sell out, or go lying on my back
So tell my mother that I love her, give my Grammies to my granny
Though I never won one bet this verse will put me in the standings
How bout that, how bout that
Pussies ain't up on my level
Yeah god created us equal, but he also made the devil

[Hook]
I don't pull me down
I don't pull me down, on me
I don't pull me down
I don't pull me down, on you
I don't pull me down
I don't pull me down on me
I'd rather die before I wake
I'd rather die before I wake
How bout you?
I'd rather die before I wake
I'd rather die before I wake

[Verse 2: Arcane]
Now let that bitch breathe

We tryna be blog post regulars
We killing all competitors
And veterans to new niggas who really think they better than us
Steeze monsters they scared of us
Like they was in the trenches, but wasn't under the bed with us
Let's get it clear, the game is a mom, and the kids is the fans
And it's really up to y'all, to let em know we here
Get it, they didn't listen, they wishing they did
Now they feeling regret, kickin' they selves in they ass and they dick
And my venacular is, causing spectacular shit
Come out my pen, whenever I rap its a rap in this bitch
Uh, They said we would never make it, cause we wasn't pop enough
Well that explains why all these new niggas, they copy us
While they think it's a compliment
Because they fucking mocking us
And if I could be honest it's really the fucking opposite
We did all this with no label or fucking publicist
Cause being a self made millionaire was on our bucket list nigga
Check!

[Outro]
You don't even know
You don't even fucking know
Gravity's got you
We've been dead for 13 years
The whole time you've been listening to a hologram
I swear to god I miss the days of being grounded
I swear to ground I miss the days of being god

[Hook]