Young Hokus - Don't You Know [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro 1- Step Brothers]
I can't even make eye contact with you right now
Your voice is like a combination of Fergie and Jesus!

[Intro 2 - Al Green]
But it seems to me that I'm wrapped up in your love
Don't you know that I'm still--
Don't you know (repeat)

[Verse 1]
I hate it when people look at me and say "poor man"
Like I'm fucked up, fuck you, I'll leave you on the floor, man
Leave you scarred like your damn momma died in your hands
Smoking imported importance at every port and shore, damn
My gun goes off like the fucking trigger's broken
Couple shots to your cranium, blast you and your soul, and
Still run around with crime, murder, hate on my mind
Grabbing a fucking kitchen knife
Verbally choke you with my rhymes
Don't you know LHGC is too beast?!
Deadshot precision, leave you kissing my two feet
Latin Hustle kings, crown belongs to me
I've longed to make G's, now it's a lifestyle to me
Took a lifestyle to me, still made it happen
But I'm still cappin', ima Latin Hustle captain
Traumatizing stabbings and dramatizing blastings
Homicide in action, Young Hokus is just magic!

[Verse 2]
Rolling King Kush and so they bow down to me
Most important thing is my motherfucking town to me
I mean city, don't feed me pity, I'm allergic, bitch
Licking two tittes, dope is he? I'm way doper, bitch
I'm never alone, like my damn luck stays
You don't want none of this, like you just ate
You motherfucking fools, I don't know what to do
Anymore, at this moment, I'm lost in two
Nympho bitches, but at least it's true
The city is mine, like I just bought the shit
Lost the receipt, so ima hold onto the shit
Money is the reason I'm determined to kill
Metaphorically of course, fourteen and got bills
Hundreds of course, like Wade got milk
More bitches than ancient China, got silk
Taking more hits than a bell before it trills
Flow's tighter than how butt sex feels
I ain't tired of the shit I do everyday
As long as I get my money, everyday
The sky ain't the limit, more like the next galaxy
If you try to talk shit to me, save me time, fax it to me

[Outro - Al Green]
Don't you know that I'm still in love with you
Sho' 'nuff in love with you, hey