Bigg Jus - Illustrations of Hieronymus Bosch... That 1467 Shit [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Rag tag rebel armies of alarming proportions
Grenade launching
Fearless little orphans
Fully dipped clerics who throw to wind caution
Intel operatives who instigate holy wars and tip toeing at Fort Dietrich on a need to know basis
With derelict new contagious enzymes to play with
'Cuz a well-educated prosperous nation is dangerous
Walt Disney kingdom
Where history comes in two flavors
Blood soaked or the bloodstains cleaned up with detergent later
Excuse me Miss Liberty I don't mean to be misogynist
But put some lipstick on them green lips
'Cuz the truth ain't a pretty bitch
In the US even Martin Luther King kept a gun at the crib
So whether you a clueless bastard with no relations or a Malta knight with genealogy of King David
You witnessing the logistics of a gun running operation
By big model policy makers
Intricate surveillance next to the crib placed by proxy administration
Funded by drug money pushed out of us air bases
S & B time hollow mountain shadow ops
Nanobots who make remote control parts of global hawk
Double triple agents who leave how to fly books in glove box
In drunken moments left holy Qu'rans at titty strip spots

[Chorus]
Lune TNS
The phenomenon
The albatross
Heavy burden around the neck depending on what side the coin falls
N’ I'm a old fashioned nickel slug so I always drop hard

[Verse 2]
Mountains of atrocities as high as the Acropolis
Unfold your wretched skeletal wingspan screaming no one is stopping me
Legions of minions ready to martyr themselves for college money
Republican dummy
Besieged with fanatical cherub Enochs at the coronation of King James pontificating
Sistine Chapel look like Hieronymus Bosch paintings
Where if you look closely you can see ghostly images of NORAD on 9/11 war gaming
Cold heartless killer
You lack tear ducts in a broken mirror
A haunted face appears of Judas in the form of Zell Miller quoting Hitler
Who once said "The bigger the lie the more people likely to believe it" so nowadays these rappers spit vagina monologues
'Cuz most of them are way to pussy to say shit
Pale man
You could never, ever, ever be god
No matter how intricate you paint yourself in his image
You just waging advanced forms of barbaric tribalism
That's the stupidity
War the man is never winning
So gather the women and children, prophets, priests, and emen
From the forgotten books of Eden
Warned treachery would stem from the presidency and all the king's men
So close your eyes if you're squeamish
It's about to get Siegfried and Roy in here
Meanin' it's good tiger eatin'
So G-Man start the deprogramming sequence