Alix - Shock And Awe [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: 1]
Yall bout to be shocked with awe
Like when you watched shock and awe
Yall hear thunders cause im gon drop bombs
And shock ya all like im zeus, dione
On mount olympus, I rule, freon, like the ozone layer
Mounting on a Charis
Playing the olympics, while them Chariots
Run
Clap a hater in the dome
Not about the color, because yo mind chromed
No more black and white, just peace and salvation
A piece of pie, of my mind, just to free some time
Feeling of a slave to the wealth, a systematic approach
To make us slaves to ourselfs, and what we love (what we love)
And all our passions (passions)
Am I a liabelety or an asset?
Pour the salt on the wound and than mask it
With the lust, and the greed, and the pain
My dick-head, gon wear ya pussy like a fitted
Sitting, coach, asientos, no hable? Englise, mami
Speaking with my deep rooted passion for quest on love
But is love? A hit and run?
Dropping four hundred offevery month
After the birth is done?
Where is the fun? In youth spoiled?
The precious fruit ain't all that loyal
I spit these bars to get yall out of a prison
A Three headed monster similar to a prism
My 38 revolves like the earth around the sun
Word to hov, at least my words are groved
And when I stick my dick in this earth it only grows
Like the seeds of the people
Word to a pure soul, whom chosed the right road
And didn't sacrifice my life for something I ain't


[Verse: 2]
My lines are doper than Lindsay Lohan's ass-crack
All I spit is fire, picante, like a dragon who ate wasabi
My pussy gets more pussy than your pussy and you, pussy
Im whipped cream, might just drive down upset, into the sunset
Like I'm bound 2 freedom
Am I pure? (Pure)
Am I mighty? (Mighty)
Im I confucios? (Confused)
Or a real human? (Human)
Or Am I the sword that you can't handle
The soul that you can't sample
The one with the killer mike
Walk on soft rappers with sandles
And spit dope fire lines
Like I sniffed pyromaniac yayo
I don't spit, I spit the truth
I don't care, I care for you
Fuck the half ass lyricist, acrobatic lymericks
Diminished and finished, I kilt the shit
And knilt it