The Niceguys (Yves) - Ain't Life Grand [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yves Verse 1-
I don't wanna shine, wanna glow
Don't wanna rhyme no mo
I just wanna pine or po'...
Up, a cup full of slime then recline
No time for hoes
Hmmm. Seem some niggas don't know
Seems some niggas don't know
I bleed quite a bit don't show
Stitch, stitch, let's go
Everything that glitter ain't gooooold!!!
But it's bronze, when it's wrong
I just write. My girl Left
I just leave. I do shows
Get paid. Get blowed. I get faded
Elated
Get home. And my income is low
I'm like "Get some, get some!!!"
This kick drum is throwed
I get kicked. Make a beat
I make feats. This is gold
My feats ain't my toes!
My feats are my goals!
I was trippin' like a muthafuckah!!!
NOW I'M JUST CHIILLIN' LIKE A MUHFUCKAH

YVES HOOK-
Ain't life grand?
Ain't life grand?
Sometimes I hate life man
But really ain't life grand?
I got a great life maaaaaaan
I should shake my hand!

YVES VERSE 2-
Still, going through SHIT more TP please
Girl Audi/outy like TT need no TP-2 just BP3
On to the Next on repeat (Preach)
EPT full of pee pee, seed on the way, no dice, breathe deeply see?
Briefly thought about the weekly fee for the feces
Briefs ain't cheap. RELIEF!
Close call. Phone calls missed em
Dismissed em before a show job nixed him like Nixon
Impeached. But, since peach fuzz the description I got of life?
It ain't glisten. It's a bitch. Not, bitching

Too hot in the kitchen
Thinking product need some pitching
Thinking holla at a gram (hologram)
2Pac intermission
Ain't got two pots here to piss in
Never knew bout my position…
Getting the glue out of my shoes soon as I stepped into that system
Im a jukebox. I know you hot cuz I jukes y'all frickin' system
What ya bon' do bout that. I'm rooftop with the bourgeois sipping Glenlivet
I was livid. Now I live it
I was dirty like rice with liver
Now I'm clean like Target Cds
You don't wanna target kevlar Yvey

For the beat thank T-O-D-D
Promoter dont C-O-D me
If that money funny y'all can't get shit from me. Constipated
Till I'm promptly compensated my
Delivery not ton' make it I'm
Deliberately this way
What an obnoxious occupation!!!
I don't got time for contemplating, anymore nonsense
Promise my patience just bout faded
Imma be blatant. Im about this plate in front of me and the contents placed in
After my entree y'all get an encore
They would starve me if I was on tour
Would rather parlay and/or partay rather than partake in apartheid
But its Black and White right now
Can't get peacetime until wartime
1300 hours won't be 1 pm until its about 1300 flowers
Watch a twenty one gun salute y'all don't get Jumpstreet till gunpowder nigga

YVES HOOK 2-
Ain't life grand?
Nigga ain't life grand?
Sometimes I hate life. MAAAN!
But really ain't life grand?
I got a great great life man
Y'all should shake my hand
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