Zach Hughes - Post.Script.(Open Letter) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

[Verse:Zach Hughes]

Hov forgot this, gotta be the postscript
The flow sick, take notes see, I ain't have to push coke
That was Jay's issue, shoulda been in Forbes Mag, May issue
And 'cuz I'm not...strays hit you, skin getting torn, display tissue
Stay official, I know you had enough, you can't stand me
They made a lane and I blitzed in, you more Bambi
I got the bigger bucks, you lazy when it's crunch time...
Sit it up
Ever since I been getting bread lay low
Every time a chick is met I'm fishing for head and they know
So they wanna eat out, thinking they mold my morals like play-doh
I say sure, but am I gonna pay? Nah
But once we get to the table, she opened her lips, said filet--
"Sho" is what I said, I ain't the cannonball to Ichabod Crane
The reason there's no head
Out in the streets some eat, the rest starve
You don't want beef out there they letting off
Pulling out ya phone, tryna call police and it's white meat on the screen
Brett Favre, PAUSE
You don't ever wanna try play me we rewind ya mind, it ain't safe b
Make a stop by ya coffin, Fast forward to ya wake b
Bought a couple strips to get to the pastries
Tri-state flow, The Natural, it's only one
It ain't plural
But you can take the Nat, gimme a M and guess what, I'll make murals
These the type of quotes to even make Ray see the dope
Forget the fan-mail who do it better? Turn a vowel to a open letter
They say they did it right, always got two cents for ya
But they money funny in the light, I hope they hear this ballad
'Cuz the moment they put that insight in front of that lamp
It's really invalid
Z to A to the C add a Riah, mami take Ciroc to her head like Goliath