Tyrint Tm - Tha Cure [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse1) 
My crew next
Im going at your whole crew neck
T-Shirts, reword me see what im a do next
If your the opposition theres no way you've got it worst
And if you sick of hip-hop, maybe Tupacs Ya' cure

(Interlude)
Hello world, I wanna thank whoevers listening to this cause it means a lot, it really does. Im not trying to be Cole or whoever you think im trying to be like, this inspired me from the start and just wanted to give it a shot, ya know? Just like Beyonces saying we're taking this spacebound, and this chance your giving me now, in taking it with no questions or regrets. So pay attention, look

(Verse 2)
Its only Tyrint, I let them get sick of me
If your sick of hip-hop, maybe Biggies the remedy
And lyrically, they only could get rid of me clinically
Like a rare skin disease, im itching for iller beats
Out of the normal, a lefty throwing a right hand pitch
California for my music, with a bad lightskin bitch
Let me describe what you need, this is my custom order
Only my eyes can see, maybe your someones daughter
Who has aspiration in anything possible
And whatever tries to stop her is only but soluble
But thats another rap, for another track
Ill talk about my dreamgirl when I get up from this nap
Only nigga with a nack
For this shit I need a plaque
Sleepover at my house and your bitch is finna pack
The lessons i've learned, helped me commit less sins in turn
Dont ever question my references this lessons adjourned
Sickoes Sell's the injection for whatever infection
Sick, but never went to the nurse as a fuckin' freshman
I seen your mom and we made you junior
That ass was more soft than a high school two years
I am the hottest, its honest these other niggas simmer
Its ironic regardless being born in December
How many times have you woke up tired of the same room?
About the same amount of times I couldn't sleep trying to make moves
How many rhymes have I fueled on how bad I want her
And she can try to call me sorry boo, I changed my number
Bringin attention to rap, like when a diss appears
Most rappers are trends, give them a year
They disappear
You getting better now? Your sinuses clearing up?
So you can probably hear why my flow is superior
Im going interior
I show them what plenty of
These niggas dont have, thats a hope for a bigger us
Buried under your thoughts, is where I sit at
Disrespect my rhymes, type of shit will get you spit at
Im like, usain bolt 
With two chains on
Running through a few train halls
But my shoes came off
Im like, Lebron James
With some long wings
Turnin off my alarm rings
Cause im tryna chill in palm springs
In other words im the best at what I do
And I do's this nigga, give a F about your view 
This is beastiality, you fucking with an animal
If your sick of hip-hop, maybe Tyrints the antidote
They're like keys at somebody's house, I often lose these niggas
Eight four three, I charleston chew and never choose these niggas
Audience must be full if ghosts, how they boo'd these niggas 
Say music without sick in it, I amuse these niggas?
Its Sickoes Sell ho, tell me who can beat that
If your on Twitter I want you to go ahead and tweet that
Then delete that
Then tweet that with my name so I can retweet that 
Then hit rewind and when you get to this part, repeat that 
If you in the whip turn it up louder, put your seat back
You know its Tyrint when you smell fire, bring the heat back
You niggas ain't even cold, you put your coat on too?
You clowns playing pranks but ya'll don't know the jokes on you? 
Im saying do your own thing, be your own man
I'll murder my own beats when I figure out this fucking program