You-C - D.R.E. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro:]
Shaz Krew
Flawless
SMH
YZA

[Verse 1: You-C]
Cruising in my mother's Ford Escape
Just escaping everyone of my problems, yesterday
Fuck all the stressing, I'm thinking it's time to get away
Searching For Myself, did you see me right away
If you didn't, I guess that wasn't God's planning
I'm just saying, call me Goku, 'fore I started landing
What is he planning, I promise you'll be the first to know
From the land where it's windier, check the fucking snow
Summer's over and maybe all the killings will finish
I feel replenished, the genocide has finally ended
With just a few of us left, soldiers married to our environment
Saluting everyone who tried to quit

[Hook: x4]
I'm just cruising on that D.R.E
CRUISING (Cruise, cruise, cruise, cruise, cruise)

[Verse 2:]
I'm just cruising, not knowing where this life may take me
I find it crazy, all these babies are having babies
This ain't Chiraq no more, this is the city
Where dreams get destroyed and revenge is only more appealing
Looking to the ceiling, don't pray God, just pray to Gotti
Johnathan or Mario, you claim to know them both
This ain't the bible, it's the ghetto qu'ran
So you can run to wherever you're seeking refuge from
I promise you'll find an answer
To all your questions, that leave you dancing, as if you're searching for prancer
Thoughts of a Libra, but you're speaking to the Cancer
No Tumor, your talking to the loser
But this loser found success. Explanation he won
The winner's circle is having a family, not the barrel of a gun. Yeager

[Verse 3: Breevie The L.A.M.E.]
And I am just the chosen player
Taking down the major players, savior to the rap
Chifton society, bro it's taking off the map
This gon' hit, harder than your back. When you stand onto the mat
Take my truth for fucking fact
You think you eating getting fat
You bleeding on the page
They told you write it different, you complied you fucking slave
You think you run your lives, surprised
You don't up in this case
We beating down the wises if it ain't the fucking brave
I'll take these fucking shots to be the hero with the cape
The one who's trying to save, the people from they fate
You chill in front the TV screen
Screaming for some candy. Consuming be your fancy
You just do it to be fancy, but can't pay your bill for Mandy. Shit is grim
He talking different, this detention. Hope they listen
But the man is at your skully like some mentions, nigga

[Hook: x4]

[Verse 4:]
I missed the point where this stopped being about killing brothers
Sister's thoting and being taught by singer mothers
But let's ignore the issues
Spread this Ebola around, cause mass confusion, while we deploy the missiles
2012 was just a scheme, to kill the dream
Left by Martin Luther and Malcolm Little, by any means
A house divided will never stand
But niggas' so worried bout being gay, they don't wanna stand hand-in-hand
Damn, we just got deeper than rap. Ugh!
God forgives and I don't, this the sequel to that
So while I'm praying, I'm saying that you can kill any rapper with 16
Use a pen and not the double M
The third letter here to slay a man
I am a genius with the cleanest penis trapped inside a virgin's hands
Damn, what makes me better than them?
Do I really love myself or is it lust once again

[Outro:]
We all are insecure, I'm just the first to admit it
We did it
Rest in peace...
Kirby, Imani, Syfa, Brother Mike
I dedicate this song to all the lost souls in the murder capital
Do You-C Me? YEAGER!