Un-Ez - Draft Day [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1

Fell in love with Lauryn hill
I was raised in the garden state
This track made me just reminisce
So shoutout to that nigga Drake
Confidential is coming soon
Pretty soon I'll give you a date
Thank my fans for being patient
I promise not a mistake
I been working hard on the album
And I'm Feeling more than great
I got tired of hearing Lou in the morn yelling motivate
Fuck raising the bar
I'm trynna make the game levitate kill everything moving Motherfuckers
Pull out the yellow tape
The flow's a crime scene fuck around and catch me a case
Apartment is small I need a big estate
A few puzzles pieces left b4 we start to renovate
And treat some money like a birthday party and blow on some Cake
Neanderthal rappers afraid of change
Put yourself back inside of a cave
Monkey see monkey do niggas back inside of your cage
My status is Godzilla
Beware or be afraid

Verse 2

So much devotion and matching my lyrics the passion the musical interactions emotion my spirit commitment that goes Into rapping
Do I become a slave to
All my satisfaction
With a
Wifey at home while Im fucking my latest attraction stepping Over her feelings
Keeping it moving like a verb all my words are becoming Actions it's hard to observe
My soul is dying meeting its fatal subtraction
Do I fall a victim to addiction to all of these vixens
So lord be my witness
Be my guidance
I hope the money don't lead to violence
The route of evil
Instead of providing attempts to divide us
After we
Walked through the valley of death together
Attempting to make something outta nothing a tad bit better
Out of ourselves my nigga
We were raised to ambitious should we be blaming jigga
Do someone become a judas
Because of paper
Do we need an affidavit
To do a nigga a favor
Cause wherever there's prosperity
The devils wants to neighbor
One day will get their ears one day will get their hearts
Let's keep it together like we do it with the art
Can't let the business side of things break us all apart
Shit
Break us all apart on our draft days

Verse 3

Jay Mickens guitar solo