Akoko - Thee Hipokolypse (YUKO) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Thee Hipókolypse (Yuko)

[Verse 1: Sugg Savage]
I got that I got that Donnie Darko flow
Dark ho no, black dream yes
No incest, but brother mind, I fucked you
Melancholy por the party
Let me lift and tuck you
I am the sugar Savvy Barracuda
With the cool strut
Doing poodle cuts, and the string plucks
With the roof up, and my soul down
Mind set brown, eyes jet brown
Life on doo doo
Merkin for that paper cuz they tryna get that new new
Hurting for that cheese, tryna feed the noodle
Dreams very very beaucoup
Veni vedi vici
To all thee beneath me
As I beseech thee
To get up and off these ovaries
Socrates, steeze, schemes
And the Nubian queen steeze
(where is your fire? where is your fire?)
Live from the belly of the beast
Bubble in the tummy cause we fighting for the keeps
Its frigid in the east
Head set to wumbo
Digging the mens with skins like Mutombo
Or like he own a machete
Or like he from the Serengeti

[Verse 2: Sir E.U]
If I'm not there for you, I'm probably here for us
Symbolically I thrust
My heart, and all of my ? trying stunt
I fell out of love with fame, because the hype is like lust
When a light bulb just shines to bright, it might bust
Image on her ? diminished over time it get buck
Young Steven Shuttlesworth will make them sentences tough
Got game, big brother on screen
Opening cans of whoop-ass like Paula Deen
At a fucking colosseum
? got 'em thankful, three weeks past Halloween
Leave 'em undercover, like my actions
With my damn peen
On this women who love Jesus, believe it
Father is a deacon
Motherfucker motherfucking who is speaking
It's young Steven, I ain't write enough
Know I'm viking tough
Arms strong as Lance
Ya'll not advanced
As the boy who plays the game
Like, motherfucking pants off
Mom not home, and I advance past ya'll
Akoko with the Hippo, Hippo with Akoko

[Verse 3: Sloane Amelia]
Truueee, well I got your crazy right here
Sloane Amelia the motherfucking cunt of the year
Audio dagga attacker, stabbing ya right in ya ear
Femme fatal, empress raw, baby pull up a chair
Hippoko ain't up on the track, then it ain't nothing to hear
Go head and put another muthafucking blunt in the air
Burn one for all these rappers bout to lose they careers
And another for the fact that we the baddest in here
Hit you with the new school voodoo in your medulla oblongata
You know I flow with that shrew Juice
The new guru of rap mantra
Check the roster from down Va to Anacostia
Pg, Uptown, Howard fostered
Track assaulter
Monster Rasta chick
I don’t mean to floss but shit
Hard works paying off
& it costs a lot
To be this goddamn legit
I put passion, power, heart & soul
Into everything I rip
Come with me, lets take a trip
I’m a young twenty something
Brown skin dipped in honey
Smarter that your whole fucking college
And you ain't got to acknowledge it
But as you take another hit, lets contemplate this shit a bit
You know AKOKO, we done gone rouge on these mofos
The moment you think you notice you know us be the same time you know its over
Covert closure