Apathy - When You Need Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Duplicate of http://genius.com/Vinnie-paz-when-you-need-me-lyrics

[Verse 1: Apathy]
The most toxic, dough overflows the pockets
With ho's so exotic it blows your optics
I'm flashy, Egyptian kings couldn't surpass me
Chameleon Nikes that change color to match me
I used to date a gangster bitch like Apache
But that dumb ho pronounced my name Apa-thy
And ever since William Cooper been deceased
Police watch every AOTP release
And they tap when we speak, when we rap over beats
When we crap, when we eat or relax with a freak
I'm a emperor, stay with a crown as a jury
Ride around when we dirty to the sound of the fury
You're unworthy, to walk this ground or observe me
Backpackers pack bags, leave town in a hurry
The AOTP, we just similar citizens
Sinister circle of serpents eating virgins for dinner
Emerging as winners, from summer to winter
The sons of the ministers burning down churches
And choking Jehovah's witnesses
Known for their viciousness, the ignorance kings
Who hang ho's from the ceiling by their clitoris rings
Manchurian Candidate, whose brain went AWOL
Walking through hurricane rainfall, with a chainsaw
Dr. Claw, dropping y'all, only see my hand bitch
Catch you in the subway and serve you a knuckle sandwich
Vinnie that's my brother, that motherfucker helped me
My first appearance ever was a Jedi Mind LP
So till our blood is absorbed, in morgue floor boards
We'll live by the sword, and die by the sword

[Verse 2: Planentary]
It's the raw, Planetary;
Let me explain the rain that is intended
To drown the universe and drain the heads selected
I'm like a pet detective, watching your dogs
I'm dodging the law, cops saw me plot in the fog
So I scooped Vinnie Paz, nigga hop in the car
I'm rocking Pac, Big Pop, D-Block and Ras
Somebody got to die, if I go, you gots to go
But I'mma die, with a hot flow, timbs with my socks low
My death wish is to die on the soul plane
Next to Chuck D, Coltrane and Cobain
I never sniffed a fucking line of cocaine
I'm R.A.W, young'ns don't know Kane
You just a lying coward, I'm rap's Brian Howard
Swinging bats for the raps for ten violent hours
Paz dial the numbers, I supply 'em with thunder
It's the fourth quarter, bottom of summer

[Bridge: Vinnie Paz]
Yeah! Planet, What up baby?
Apathy, what up cousin?
AOTP in the buildin'
What up Reef, what up Mach
7l, Eso, King Syze
All of y'all it's love baby
Yeah!

[Verse 3: Vinnie Paz]
Yo I'm God incarnate, from the grimiest back blocks
Pazienza lyrical equivalent of sasquatch
Low shit, baggy nautica with the gat cocked
You ho shit, tight jeans, pink with the tank top
You make the kind of rap music that fags watch
I make the kind of rap music that stab cops
I brought it raw, I been here ever since
I remember you the faggot wearing gear like you're Prince
The type of faggot shed a tear when you pinched
I'm the type to disappear and reappear in a clinch
I'm here in a clinch, you know I'm always here for my fam
The type that fuck somebody up and drink a beer with my fam
BLAP BLAP