Truth Universal - Praise The Lord [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

VERSE I: Truth Universal

84 Hip Hop sickness that could not be cured
Rap fanaticism turned to sharpening my sword

Circa 1990, schooled by AM94
Back when Seafood City was on St. Bernard and Broad

It’s my pleasure and my duty, a love laden chore
I'd change a few things on the path I’ve endured

Made my greatest efforts to not be obscured
Safe to say that I’m a product of the blocks I've explored

Paid dues that average cat could not afford
Urge support of independents, both implied and implored

Studied and mastered the craft, blessed to be on tour
Both domestic and abroad, rock and watch patrons applaud

Humidity and Heat, but still we needed more
So I called North Carolina and got Khrysis on the boards

Standin’ at the end of the microphone cord
Truth Universal Self Ruler, Glory… Praise the Lord

Hook: *Scratches by DJ Waht *

VERSE II: Truth Universal

Man, I’m New Orleans East, 9th Ward, workin’ class Section 8
Destitute, but still contribute to the collection plates

Help the building fund, don’t just spit to be affectionate
Man born Diego, to Louisiana rep meh state

Black business first that’s the difference my complexion makes
I’mma spit ‘til Kingdom come, that’s my best estimate

I just wanna rock, galvanize, have on par sales
And have it sewed up like Denise making Gordon Gartrells

Live by the saying all things in moderation
And prefer the compensation in larger denomination

I’m less purp we smoke and Glock that we tote
And more Electoral college vs. popular vote

Not the Barry White baritone, dropping the notes
On the pole dancer platforms ocular growth

Is my main objective, I don’t knock your approach
But, struggle’s my religion, I put stock in my quotes—Truth

Hook: *Scratches by DJ Waht *

VERSE III: Lyrikill

Style I start on par, by far best best
You finshin’, I ain’t even start yet

An artist, I’m only jumpin’ as high as the bar’s set
And running through these lines I’m Tony Dorsett

You a Geo Prizm against a suped Corvette
Better yet a pedestrian against a car yes, Todd Goetz

Get hit in the bull’s eye, do not bullshit I
Throw a sharp dart so it could hit my

Opponent’s proponent of ownership component

Cable, took me from the phone in front to owner shit
We talking TV, 1080p, N8 innate bars bury you under the beat

Gimmie 16 (verse screwed) what I spit through
Rip me, bitch who? A pit against a Shitzu

Old soul ain’t shit new but the tissue
How I flush flunkies before a diss too!