Barbarian Council - March Of The Goons [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Grim]

Spartan salute, it's the march of the goons
Coming through to rip the motherfucking hearts of these fools
My reaction's vicious like Osama's and ??
Just react like little bitches like a fatherless youth
I'll leave you on your back in ditches then I'm carving your tombs
I'll dump your body in the harbor, split cigars and regroup
Get belligerent and bark at the moon
And grind hard like prisoners sharpening spoons

[Tabs]

Me and Grim are the foulest yet
Some sort of infective virus sicker than the entire hepatitis alphabet
I crush your throat glands like coke cans until your out of breath
People get choke slammed when I wrap both hands around your neck
You'll die 1000 deaths if we're forced to clash
Talking trash will get your corny ass sawed in half
Fuck standby I'll let the hands fly without a boarding pass
And leave 4 knuckles on your forehead as an autograph

[Hook]

We're barbarians, a bunch of goons marching
The soul of 300 possessed in 2 Spartans
The illest on the underground
Kill shit when we come around
Pillage your village and burn your city to the fucking ground
Dead Rabbits, a bunch of goons marching
The soul of 300 possessed in 2 Spartans
The illest on the underground
Kill shit when we come around
Pillage your village and burn your city to the fucking ground

[Tabs]

They think they got what it takes to test the ancients
Cuz they got some crepe paper to tracing stencil greatness
You'll catch an uppercut accordingly for any potential statement
Cuz I'm fucking nuts like orderlies molesting mental patients
Got that preferential cadence which makes it better than yours
The weight of my words would slay herds and break a veteran's jaw
Never before have you seen such a beast mode monster
That gives this game more life than that cheat code in Contra

[Grim]

Who want to fool with me? Motherfucker I'll leave you deceased
Leave your body in the sand uncovered like a nudist beach
You a motherfucking faggot artist, Judas Priest
You ain't killing shit you scared to fucking shoot the breeze
We truly beast, step you'll leave with fewer teeth
And I don't really give a motherfuck if you police
Not in the mood to beef but I'll leave your pal bloody
Do you like you're Al Bundy and show you defeat

[Hook]

[Grim]

We irate, full of hate and anger
Me and Tabs like Smith and Wesson known the most for making bangers

[Tabs]
Shut your bitch mouth, you're in a state of danger
Cuz we taking kids out like pregnant bitches raped with hangers
We keep it raw while you masquerading
Your career is full of short (comings/cummings) like premature ejaculations

[Grim]

At war with half a nation, lump you up like cancer patients
I'll beat a faggot's face in just to ease my aggravation
You'll see the wrath of Satan with warrior's passion
And take your fucking scalp like Inglourious Basterds

[Tabs]

You'll get drawn and cornered in an orderly fashion
So come see us like a tourist attraction
I oughta be laughing cuz you fags are on some funny shit
Playing tummy sticks with them homos on your buddy list

[Grim]

Your stomach's ripped open, what you fucks are gonna get
Only time I'm (cumming/coming) soft is drunk and with a chubby bitch

[Hook]