AV - Hunger Games [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: AV]
Niggas think they killed the game, it was just a misdemeanor
The balls in my court, I gave it a subpoena
Life's a bitch, I treat her like Martin did Gina
But I'll treat yours like Ike did Tina!

If these niggas got hits, we A-Rod & Derek Jeter
Don't compare us to them rappers, niggas are so deceiving
I'm a mother fucker, with a bunch of rubbers can't conceive em
Take em to shallow waters, force em to jump the deep end

Me & 12Guage Shaddy, how you gone play ya defense
Throw a bullet to ya slot, hitting the wide receivers
Bring the green to the house, shout out Darrell Revis
I got fans on both sides, I'm fucking ya cheer leaders!

Stop talking while ya sleeping, ya girl exposing business
These niggas keep forgetting it's money over these bitches
Women don't really love you it's riches over these niggas
Find a nigga with a mission, pray he gone take em with him

Fuck that! I'm in this bitch like thongs in a butt crack
Riding solo dolo like the POolo logo horseman
Hundred percent crazy, I think I'm half martian
I just get high on them trees like Tarzan

Anybody test me, they know they a marked man
Anybody got beef, I prefer you gourmet it
Try to kick me while I'm down, you gone fucking lose ya leg
Before I rip ya body off, try to fucking use ya head

Brain dead, pain med popping ass niggas
Lyrics probably hittin' on poppin' lockin' ass niggas
All my niggas scheming, we some fucking plotting ass niggas
While these niggas pissed off, I copped a squat and start shittin'

They on the fence, I'm offensive
Tensing up when they sense tension they to sensitive discipline em
School of hard knocks, I gotta suspend em
Fuck a student of the game, I'm the superintendent!

FlightTeam is an army, I'm the new lieutenant
Bonehead is a statement, I'm the truth in the sentence
Stuff it all down ya throat, hundred proof to ya kidneys
I'm drunk on power ain't none of you niggas tipsy!

You could say I'm living good since you get it how you living
You could keep ya two cents, it's just two pennies
I know I killed the game, because I had to pay the witness
I do bad bitches, I don't do bad business!


[Verse 2: Mojo The Ghost]
Look, while ya'll been fucking off I been fucking on!
Outside grinding so much niggas ask if I have a home!
While y'all been worried bout so and so her I came along
Like I ain't been here since Vick had braids, and bush fucked us all!

Aww pimp or die motherfucker know the slogan
Bitch niggas ain't loyal, I then been on more teams than Keith Bogans
Young Achilles, hop out that fucking belly of a Trojan
Ready to kill whoever I got the crown I plan on holding

Northwestern, I been stomping on that campus like Samoans
Only hit luxury women, hooptie braud get to towing
Bitch I'm buzzing, and I ain't need a pill to get me rolling
Ya money Gary Coleman, them different strokes stunt ya growing

I'm a don, you can tell that shit by my demeanor
And my bitches I keep a stable full of Palaminas
Sleep is for the rich so I grind till I get wealthy
Running on Dr. Scholls no way that my feet gone fail me

A good night is good weed, good head, and belly
Boy I'm from the country but nah this grammar ain't Nelly
Haters get pissed on Robert Kelly
Every beat I rape like Kobe Bryant in that telly!

Makadelic, I been dicking hoes since Pele Pele
He tatted thug life on his chest, now he think he Makaveli
I'm from the B, ain't nothing you can tell me
Fuck a Beamer, I rather 6's on a box Chevy!

I lied, cause that maybach is looking pretty tempting let's ride
When we on to the T, like lipton, timeless
I'll be here forever like the Simpsons
Assistant pimp niggas more Cartwright then Pippen

Fuck em all fuck em all! I swear I made my own lane
Escobar would have wanted me dead for this cocaine
Soulja Boy smoother than a motherfucking oil pane
One side I'll leave brains noodles, lo-mein

King Kooper, feeling like Mario on a Super Dooper
Blazers and square toes the attire of a ruler
Remind me of that sitcom, the biggest loser
The beat just got murked respect the shooters!