Young Dictionary - The Renaissance [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[verse 1]
I'll grab the mic like a savage and spit bars so havoc
It'll leave scars so tragic it's like war imagined
But no action, just passion to satisfy the public eye with these classics
I can't believe they ratified nowaday rappers who couldn't make the public eye happy if them niggas made glasses
Hip Hop's funeral, a sight that I would hate to see
What this world coming to, I wish this all was make believe
I can't stand it and granted to spit a verse to revive the dead
Bring all the hip hop kings and queens who sing back alive instead
I'm not very old, but not too young to know that the industry is full of fools selling their souls
For gold, but I'm too bold to fold
A dollar ain't everything but when you broke
And all you own is your hope
I understand why my niggas on block selling dope to buy some soap
Because they gotta feed they folks
For me to say the least
Any cat who hears my speech would'nt dare to critique
And if try why speak because my style is unigue
Still accepting defeat, feeling beneath these rappers until I type and delete
Pratice what you preach, true shit that I'll never say
Waiting for my time to blow, won't hesitate to detonate
Verbally I'm determined to put a whole in yo heart
Hip hop back, not quite, but relax to some Cole and Lamar
Inspirational lyricist who took control and incharge
If you can understand I really put my soul in these bars
I don't want to be the king, just need a team because there ain't a I in what's ours
Even when I'm down my head is still high in the stars
The game need to be like Nas when he blew up the charts
So I'm just hoping that my god send rebirth to the arts