Angry Mic - Jitters [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Angry Mic: Verse One]

I can hear them on the lawn, my foes acting hasty
Alarm was disarmed and someone stole the gate key

Run up with their guns drawn, pulled and they waste me
They killed Shaun and now that he's gone, there's no safety

Angry, what got these haters still attacking ya?
My spectacular vernacular they ain’t adapting to

Can’t discern my massacres so I ain’t earning Acuras
But the fact is I still will fracture those who turn their back to the

One without no swagger or golden teeth
Stick the dagger in your cadaver to close the beef

I hear the chatter, but still I don’t roll too deep
I mean I keep on calling for Wagner, so there’s no relief

Just high as my med cab, defying the next track
Why did they bless whack? Advise to repress that

Despising the setback, should I forget rap?
F that, get scratch enough to buy the Nets back

[Angry Mic: Verse Two]

I’m from a broken home I just wrote these poems to make you suffer
I tear shit up, a Yoko Ono, motherfucker, no Minolo, I am Solo, take a photo motherfucker

Point the finger at that guy, you’re gonna pull those for your mother
And I don’t think I’m Tony, I wouldn’t do what he did

If I did, then I would of fucking blew up the kids
A different route, troops never would shoot up my crib

You should salute, I’m too astute, Gimme’ the Loot like I’m B.I.G
I show no humility, go on a rapping killing spree

Explain that shit to God, it was either them or me
And they don’t make my similes, they ain’t in the vicinity

No affinity, my imagery challenge your masculinity
Jiminy Crickety, spit it and show my femininity

No anonymity, I’ll expose all your identities
Serenity from now until infinity

Cuz’ friends be tending trees more than they do at Yosemite
My enemies yelling obscenities, want to put ten in me

They not as sick as politics, I’m just another Kennedy
The remedy the Remy, for those who listen attentively

Now I am the dependency, this is what I intend to be
I did it independently, this shit is has been my pen and me

Coincidentally it’s detrimental to me mentally
Not meant to see me gentle, so temperamental is tendency

So no indemnity or clemency, you’ll pay the penalty

[Angry Mic: Verse Three]

They didn’t think that I would relapse, I ain’t show any signs
I can only turn down these lines so many times

And I’m over being sober because the blow was designed
To turn my shoulders to Jehovah, let it flow and be fine

No regrets, though the ex burned a hole in my mind
Acid test gave me Tourettes, took a toll on my rhymes

I will wreck [Rec] like the specs, even know he was blind
Lemme guess, Percocets, every pull is sublime

This druggy could be your buddy, but he is unreliable
Bummy just like Al Bundy, got money?, I will beguile you

Chubby? My tummy hungry, not funny, it took a while to
Love me? Sill not your hubby, you slutty, it’s undeniable

Hip-hop they had to fire you, you possess no honor
If Asher’s [Roth] up and coming I’m the net Obama

Anno [beat maker] giving me ammo
Your dude is looking like Rambo

And you should go get some camo
Cause Angry flew off the handle