Xuice Hades - NightsAloneWithMycrophone [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

My mic sounds nice check one
One!
One!
…check two
Bet I fly high anytime I jet thru
Thru
Thru
January to March
Karma, luck, both was bad
Bought a new tee gotta overdraft
Hit the freeway tried to coast and crashed
Then caught smokin and my folks was mad…
Got damn!

Kick back, hold a draft
Until hip hop mess around and holds a draft
Where I can be first round
First pick
For I start pushin sniff n get thrown in the bing
If can talk to her now
How I spit?
I’d be married to the game and come home wit a ring
Colored people go for the gold, or the green
Negros know what I mean
If they seen…

Days, noons, nights
As you wait for the mood to strike...
For you to flip a page in a daze as you write a song
Yet to be alone
To be alone...
Till you hit the stage wit a mycrophone...
Mycrophone
MYCROPHONE

Mine is on

“Its 3 am” Mom I know…
Gotta pick a new beat
To spit this new heat
And be rich by 2-3

Can I stay in my zone
…zoned
Cannabis clouds in my dome
Be the staircase I climb to my throne
Or wealth
Cuz you ‘n I know…
When Amerykah go Bad-
U can not call Tyrone..
Especially if he broke as you
Sellin the color purp like Oprah do
Wit his plan they’ll be lockin up both of you

Mr. Obama, if you only knew…

My nigga…
I been Left right the road
Up down the street
Think I done wrote
To a thousand beats
Bass loud and deep
But that silence, is sweet
Matter fact
I think I’m a down to see…

Days, noons, nights
As you wait for the mood to strike...
For you to flip a page in a daze as you write a song
Yet to be alone
To be alone...
Till you hit the stage wit a mycrophone...
Mycrophone
MYCROPHONE

Ooo
Ooooo

My mic sounds nice check one one one one one

Ooo
Ooooo

My mic sounds nice check two two two two

PEACE!