Third Eye Wide Records - Realest Shit [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Self-Conshus]
Conshus
Going in on this... Too sentimental
Reminiscing about the old days *Chance the Rapper adlib*
Shit ain't ever gonna be the same

[Verse 1: Self-Conshus]
(It's like)
Man I really miss the old days
Where we would watch cartoons and we shoot the hoops all day
Quarter water and a group in my backyard
I would give it all to see my main man Charles
Things ain't never been the same
I'm caught up in a life where there's nothing left to gain
And I'm struggling
So do I drop the mic and start with drug hustling
Sell out on my dreams for the green from my government
Pass the herb because I need to get my mind right
Dropping stones in my sleep for this lime light
I just pray to god I make it when the times rights
Told the devil he can step up out my lime light
I'm the son of man with a plan and my rhymes tight
I can even feed a dick to a blind dyke
Doing hand stands for your man and a Klondike
Paraphrase it because that shit ain't even sound right
Blasting off like rockets with murder on my mind
A premeditated physic who is only righteous
Aiming for your mind
When I spit these deadly bullets
Yelling "run the shit" my gun go click was I the one to pull it
I'm having amnesia
All I see is cop's lights then I have a seizure
Damn this was never in the plan
I got street struck with me thinking I'm the man only for a gram (and)

[Hook: Self-Conshus]
This the realest shit I ever wrote
And I hope that you can vibe to it
Getting lost in marijuana smoke
But don't you ever call this high music
I need to balance out my lows
Did I take the right rode?
I don't know
I need to balance out my lows
Did I take the right rode?
Only god knows

[Verse 2: Komatose]
(Yo
Balance em
Uh)
And I guess it's my turn
Stay fly with my guys who bite the piper
For reeling in some unreal shit
Smite the vipers
Getting high just to get by and this what I burn
I earned this shit
You earned urine burning from all the dick
You been giving to chicks
Ridden a bitch
With HIV tips
This is unreal for these kids
What has weed did
I mean done, for fun we run dumb
Good memories, hear us roll like drums
I mistake myself for others in better positions
Bust on lots of women and crush the opposition
Christen the ending of my mission with victory juice
Mystery in the booth, I do this in memory of Proof
I'm a homeless homie who ropes in nobody
Smoking lonely while the potent reach my nose, G
My feet cramp up cause I walk all the time
Unwind cause I'm binded together by my mind and time
Fine lines crossed when I spit it like Nas
Rapid fire for your desire, forget it, I'm dying (man)

[Hook 2: Komatose]
This the realest shit I ever wrote
And I hope that you can vibe to it
Getting lots of marijuana smoke
But don't you ever call it high music
I need to balance all my lows
Did I take the right road? Only God knows
OxyContin and a robe
Is this the life I wanna live or am I playing myself for a dope?

[Outro: Komatose]
Need to balance all my lows
Too many lows
On my shoulders
Shit is like boulders
Sold my soul for a can of Arizona Ice Tea
Why me?