TheJonesMob - Amateur State of Mind [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

VERSE 1: Thejonesmob

I see no future in life other than being famous
I'll make money, no question I'll be the fucking greatest
I'll rap in front of crowds I'm the kid who knows his future
That's every kid who thinks they're sick from raps to hooping

I'm destined to make money from rap - that's my only option
I'm every kid who dreams for fame and will have no one stop him
I'm the mindset of every dreamer who schemes for plenty of hoes
And dope flows and whole albums that everyone knows

I'll be famous on twitter making cash doing shows on road
Touring countries on countries stacking flows on flows
Good weed getting baked and making so much dough
I'm every kid who thinks the "average life won't float my boat"

We the amateurs, the dreamers, we the hopeless teens
We the not-quite-made-it-yet type with the flow that gleams
We the kids who see our futures big and shining bright
The kids with diamonds plastered on our minds at night

The songs we hear, they all teach us that rhyming tight
Is preaching about self, self, self so it outlines our life
Women, sex, cash, fat cars, and diamonds bright
If this shit is your happiness then you are the mindless type

I surround myself with rap a lot
I realize that the media will influence us after all
When you listen to Rick Ross the big boss daily
You start believing in joy from a Mercedes, but

Of course a car is gonna make me feel way cooler
And a pretty princess with a way to go straight through her
Will make you feel like the king of the world
But I'd rather rap than be rich, the simplest words

Can mean everything, I'll stop at nothing, this pure determination
Tell us the reason we can't make it and I'll turn and face it
I'll straight burn erase it, nothing will stop my paces
I'll crack this pavement til my payment come from random places

I'm every kid writing night and day and extra
Coming up with topics, but often Chuck 'em 'afore you Testa
Trial and error, persistence we gotta talk a topic
Try wordplay and don't keep content on ya pockets

We take some of the rhyming and apply it to the violence
Of gangsta rap - so the industry rises
They sleep but act smart, like can you see through your eyelids
While you view life in all shapes and sizes

The shape is the triangle, the size is just sizeless
And it balls so hard that motherfuckers wanna find it
Time and time again I joke but look what I did
I took a topic talked about it rocked it - also rhymed it
2:17

BRIDGE

This the method that the Amateurs hafta take

Extreme effort, simple ways of rapping great

I'm eating lyrics, you barely got half a taste

The Amateur State of Mind

VERSE 2 Thejonesmob

This the method that the Amateurs hafta take
Extreme effort for more ways rapping great
Any single kid can do it if you put your mind to it
There's a reason it's cliche, do you mind proving?

It's obvious if you try hard
Then you're either gonna make it straight up or die hard
9 bars can make another mans life simple
A 9 cocked can make another mans life tremble

I incorporate the hood in my raps, I'll be set, great
But I ain't from the hood, so that's a dead weight
I rather rap about the Steveston Streets, CRC
Friday Night, Cold Shots, bumping Eazy-E

I got that hood mentality
I'll deal drugs or rap, that's my reality
But I'd never in my whole life know how to deal drugs
So my only future is rap, it's real tough

I feel like the fucking king getting compliments
Kids say "Nice raps, Matty" I'll get cocky, shit
I rock a bit of swag, I am a cocky brat
Brain washed by Slim Shady, barely built off rock and rap

Shady was once Amateur, so was Biggie Smalls
If you think you'll be great without persistence than I figure y'all
Might as well stop now, fuck school drop out
Persistence is the drive of existence, throw a toss down

Wrestle your way up, nestle your way in
You don't have to say much, but when you do you have to know when
They take the words but the message makes no sense
It rather makes millions, and I still have to flow dense

It still has to sound cool if you get the message or not
This is why I be stressing a lot
They understand it more if they're seshing with pot
So listen while you're baked for the message to pop

I want y'all to understand it
But you just hear snares and assonance and your mind goes, "bam, click"
Fuck the wordplay, it's a message
But if I didn't put rhymes and a beat you wouldn't get it