Ya Boi TC - MURDER MUSIC [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Ask me would I die for this
I don't mean to get a lil' violent
But don't try this in my environment
Bustin' at em' just might slip
And i don't write this my life is in all words reciting
We don't play this its real life kid coming at the Y-town's finest
My hood the livest
O-state three thirty
Ridin' round and I'm gettin' it
Stay clean but so dirty
No mercy ever been since
Move a couple stacks to the 216
I don't give a
Never gave one yet got the swag to the max and ill kill your set
Known out west
Known out east
North to the south side know bout me
What you know bout streets
Talking that heat i can't show no love cus talk is cheap
I talk to preach
Plan to reach
Rapping the facts when i slash the beat
I got racks to feed all of my team
Bout it bout it like Master P
Cats on me like get off me son
Rap about it I ain't seeing none
All I really see is a bunch of fakes
In your face tryna catch a case
Workin' up in the kitchen tryna stack up on my money so i call that easy livin' ho

[Hook]
Man i swear they want that murder music
Rap about it but still i don't see em' ever do it
But the fakes they write them murder raps
So I'mma have to bring murder back
Man i swear they want that murder music
Rap about it but still i don't see em' ever do it
But them fakes they want them murder raps
You can come and find me i'll be in the murder cap
Man i swear they want that murder music
Rap about it but still i don't see em' ever do it
But them fakes they want them murder raps
I'll be in the murder cap

[Verse 2]
If y'all wanna find me
Y'all already know where i be so don't try me we so lively
See me chilling with a dime piece
Leave you on the I.V
See you when we roll deep
See you on your own street on your own block with your own team
So where they at
Where they at
I am asking where they at
I'm the youngest in the game put my city on the map
See i stay up in the trap
God damn i spit that crack
I'll give you what you feening say they want that murder rap

[Hook]

Youngest to be flexin'
They say i got connections
I'm rollin' in my Cutlass and funding up my selection
Pardon all my inspection I'm aiming at your direction
If you snitchin' get to jumpin' cus i don't show no discretion
No we don't do confessions
Switch the number just in case
They tell me somebody listening then we might relocate
To the spot we got that weight
I call it that real-estate
If you gettin' outta line
I can solve it at my waist