TypeOne - Marvelous [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: TypeOne]
Stepped of the cornerstone of misery, learned a little chivalry
And recognize the middle from periphery
The woulda coulda like a hickory
Sitting in the sediment and feeling kinda splintery
You looking for a victory I’ll be your competition
Winning, rising, passing by, invisible transition
You’re currently checking out the original edition
Trading the tuition for a little intuition right? Yeah
Areas adding to my sound
Emanating from the artists and the leaders all around
If you waiting then you’re prolly putting on a couple pounds
You’ll finally hit your bars, I’ll be on the second round
Word to the crowd that’s been listening, gathering a following
Shout out to producers that are generously offering
Owen Hill, Kid Ocean
Noting that a buzz could turn into a commotion
Shout out the leanbeans, and to the stallion
Shout out to the class with the IB medallions
And one more that I must acclaim
Shout out to the kid with the relevant name, ya know me
I’ll keep it live with the mic all typical
Working with the music and I also do the visuals
Where do I come from? Ya’ll better do an integral
When repping honesty, well nothings unforgivable
You’re thinking, that’s not the truth all the time
If you’re living like that then you’re gunna hear a lotta lies
The computation is a compromise
And if that isn’t you, then it’s time to modify
And yeah, I’ll ride the feeling of my first win
Get a couple new spins, starting up a whirlwind
They even mistaking the flow for the flirting
But it doesn’t matter cause I’m liking that it’s working
All about the feel, good, music
Better than coulda the inspirational movement
Now being dumb isn’t equivalent to stupid
The same gap like comparing an electric and acoustic
For me I’d rather not know, than know and not use
I get exceptions but exceptions are often abused
I bet you probably used a few, but me too
Hard to break but easy to peel, bamboo
And every proceeding line is like a tangent
Summertime manners got me looking like a tan gent
I love everybody to an extent
I love women especially with accents
And we’ve all got that truthful addiction
Cause too much of fiction still comes with restrictions
It cycles over so it’s an easy prediction
But in the cycle I’m trying to get evicted

[Outro: TypeOne]
But first, I could chill for a minute
Still I gotta put a cap, put a limit
Yeah, and then it’s back to the business
In this life, I’m trying to go the distance
But yeah, been feeling good for a minute
Yeah, feeling pretty good for a minute
And laughing at the competition
Cause how you gunna win it, if you’re not even in it, I’m barely finished