شرح اغنية Walk On Water
اللي امنيم تعمد انها تطلع بالشكل ده
امينم بيوضح للناس انه انسان عادي مش زي المسيح ليه معجزات
وان الناس المفروض متبقاش سقف توقعاتها عالي اوي بالنسبة ليه
فالفيرس الاولي
بيوصف حالنا قبل السينجل ما تنزل
وفالفيرس التانية
رجع يقول نفس الكلام بتاع Guts over fear
انه بقا بيدور علي فيرسات جديده يقولها وخايف يعمل اي خطوة غلط تخسرة الحب والاحترام اللي كسبة من الناس السنين اللي فاتت ودايما لما يكتب فيرس كويسة بالنسبة لية
بيرجع يسمعها تاني ويقول "this shit is garbage"
بيوضح ان محبينه من الاطفال شايفينه الهه مبيغلطش
ووضح ان ثقته في نفسة اللي كتير حاولوا يجردوه منها بدأت تقل
وانه مش مرسل من الله
لكنه شايف ناس زي
Nas, Rakim, Pac, B.I.G., James Todd Smith, Prince
مرسلين من عند الله (يقصد احسن منه)
فالفيرس التالته بيقول ان حياته معقدة
وانه ازاي في اوقات بيبقي طايش وغبي
وحاليا بيحاول يعمل افضل ما عنده عشان يبقي قد التوقعات
وشبة نفسة بbig sean
وقال انه بقا بيراب بسرعه زي ما امنيم عمل في الفيرس بتاعت Speedom
فهل big sean
ناوي يشتم امه زي ما امنيم عمل ؟
وامنيم بقا بيكرر و بيسال نفسة هل هو محظوظ بانه لسة عايش وسط كل اللي بيعمله ده ومقابلش مصير بروف؟
ولكن امنيم بيرجع يتحدي الكارهين ويقولهم هاتوا اقوي قوافيكم وشوفوني وانا بتفوق عليها الاف المرات ومهما قولتوا ان محدش مهتم بيها هفضل مكمل لاني غير متوقع
مين قالكوا اني هسيب المايك بسهولة
When I made a fuckin' tightrope outta twine?
يقصد بالجملة دي بالظبط كده "انا اللى دهنت الهوا دوكوا"
وفالنهاية بيعترف انه حتي لو فشل وخرج من مجال الراب مش هيزعل ولا حاجه لانه مجرد انسان عادي
للاستماع للاغنية
كلمات الاغنية | Lyrics
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)
Why, are expectations so high?
Is it the bar I set?
My arms, I stretch, but I can’t reach
A far cry from it, or it’s in my grasp, but as
Soon as I grab, squeeze
I lose my grip like the flying trapeze
Into the dark, I plummet
Now the sky’s blackening, I know the mark’s high
Butterflies rip apart my stomach
Knowing that no matter what bars I come with
You’re gonna harp, gripe, and that’s a hard Vicodin to swallow
So I scrap these, as pressure increases, like khakis
I feel the ice cracking, because
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water (shit)
But only when it freezes
It’s the curse of the standard
That the first of the Mathers disc set
Always in search of the verse that I haven’t spit yet
Will this step just be another misstep
To tarnish whatever the legacy, love or respect I’ve garnered?
The rhyme has to be perfect, the delivery flawless
And it always feels like I’m hitting the mark
’Til I go sit in the car, listen, and pick it apart
Like, “this shit is garbage”
God’s given me all this
Still I feel no different regardless
Kids look to me like as a god, this is retarded
If only they knew, it’s a facade and it’s exhaustive
And I try to not listen to nonsense
But if you bitches are trying to strip me of my confidence
Mission accomplished
I’m not God-sent
Nas, Rakim, Pac, B.I.G., James Todd Smith, and I’m not Prince, so…
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes
’Cause I’m only human, just like you
Making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don’t think you should believe in me the way that you do
‘Cause I’m terrified to let you down, oh
It’s true, I’m a Rubik’s, a beautiful mess
At times juvenile, yes, I goof and I jest
A flawed human, I guess
But I’m doing my best to not ruin your ex-
pectations and meet ’em, but first, the “Speedom” verse
Now, Big Sean, he’s going too fast
Is he gonna shout or curse out his mom?
There was a time I had the world by the balls, eating out my palm
Every album, song I was spazzin’ the fuck out on
And now I’m getting clowned and frowned on
But the only one who’s looking down on me that matters now’s Deshaun
Am I lucky to be around this long?
Begs the question, though
Especially after the methadone
As yesterday fades and the Dresden home is burnt to the ground
And all that’s left of my house is lawn
The crowds are gone
And it’s time to wash out the blonde
Sales decline, the curtains drawn
They’re closing the set, I’m still poking my head out from behind
And everyone who has doubt, remind
Now take your best rhyme, outdo it, now do it a thousand times
Now let ’em tell ya the world no longer cares or gives a fuck about your rhymes
And as I grow outta sight, outta mind, I might go outta mine
‘Cause how do I, ever let this mic go without a fight
When I made a fuckin’ tightrope outta twine?
But when I do fall from these heights, though, I’ll be fine
I won’t pout or cry or spiral down or whine
But I’ll decide if it’s my final bow this time around ’cause…
I walk on water
But I ain’t no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes
‘Cause I’m only human, just like you
Making my mistakes, oh if you only knew
I don’t think you should believe in me the way that you do
‘Cause I’m terrified to let you down, oh
If I walked on water, I would drown
‘Cause I’m just a man, but as long as I got a mic I’m godlike
So me and you are not alike
Bitch, I wrote “Stan”