Old Man Saxon - Breakfast - перевод текста песни на английский

Kick it!

Ba bum bum bum

Mac addict pursuing a tax bracket

Half-ass it, never be that static

Back braggin' like look at all the hoes you got

Then hash tag it it's magic ya' fat bastard

I rap on the track, blast it

Relaxin', I'm Mt. Shasta - blunted

See all the chips that these dudes racked up?

Guess I gotta' grind a little harder though

Sippin' up my starter cup

Like where you niggas trying to go?

Cause I'm sick of this

Lollygagging, hey I'm trying to be meticulous

Y'all live life where the mission is

I don't know what the specifics is

But, I know I gotta' get this - so

Lord, give me a sign

So, I can relax tonight

What's with all the pain?

Is it in vain?

So, I can relax tonight?

So, I can relax

Kick on back

Get paid for these raps

He looks shady, in fact

Probably parading he sags

Maybe insane with the yak

But, I'm the shiniest pearl with that Mercedes in lax

I'm trying to travel the world, eat some Arabian snacks

And maybe paddle ya' girl

Really? Not much time for nut slime

Gotta' bust rhymes and cut lines

Fuck minds and unwind

Couple of muskets

Couple of musty deep cuss'ns

Couple of fuck-shits to see whose leaves I'm rustlin'

Baby, where you tryina' go with that ass?

Name is Old Man if you really had to inquire

But I'm trying to milk souls if you want to know my past

Come along with your tag but you really wouldn't last

All the time I commit

Finally it hits

Whoops, there it goes

Try me again

Whoops, now we're grown

Then finally it ends

Woulda been nice to know if it's exciting to win

Instead I'm feeling like

Stay with it to making these safe digits

Clay pigeons, it's why they made isn't it?

Stay in it, nigga

I'm a grimer

Paint pictures and workin' while they fishin'

I needed to stay vicious

You can play with the fools

You see-through, over you're eyes is wool

Garnettin', I'm debting, then going back to your rules

Ain't setting the direction, Im waiting for fools to move

I'mma hit you with that sack shit

Not my prerogative but that's how life bottled it

I'm trying to hang with a baller bitch

That wished I had a smaller dick

But that's no reason just to call it quits

Cuz if I'm all in it, my real niggas will follow it

And when I'm balling in, we'll develop a different tolerance

Get a medal for ya and all chicks

Push a pedal, they watchin' all us dip, sniff

Whatever the fuck they callin' it

Cuz I'll be up there one way or another, but

I'm gettin' hounded by all of you lil' bustas

And everybody just only want you to suffer and

And them pills they got control of your mother and

When you was down and no one wanted to touch ya

But Imma prove it to all of you motherfuckers but...

Just the perils of being a brotha

Perils of being a G

Old Man Saxon - Breakfast

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