Bivienni - Round$ [Jonwayne - Time Trial] [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Leonardo DiCaprio]
"The show goes on. This is MY home. They're gonna need a fuckin' wrecking ball to take me out of here... they're gonna have to send in the National Guard or fuckin' SWAT team, cause I ain't goin' nowhere!"

[Verse 1: Bivienni]
Introduction to the function eruptin' blunts to dirty nuggets
I'm huntin' one hundred boy wonders, even all they cousins
You're fightin' with nothin', you're fuckin' with something
That make you stumble in the rubble, round 1, let's rumble
Bare knuckle fist fight how grown men tussle
Hit ya with the left right, that grown man muscle
Business never polite, that grown man hustle
Goonies lurkin' at night, now you in trouble
Bounce in blood puddles while ya homies huddle
Screamin' uncle, fuckin' knuckle, crash a car without a buckle
Chump chuckle, hospice breathing funnels, hard hittin' humble
Knocked your ass senseless, now your visions sees in tunnels
A 'roided fuck-head, exploited feel your bones bend
I broke you like I broke break and smoke you like no contest
God, my flow is nauseous. Not his, he spits shit
I'm vicious n' elicit, peep my Beautiful Vision
Precision pointing, jointing so you all can know me
Growing an eloquent army knowing that none of you harming
Disarming off dishonesty, Rocky taught me Keep It G
Don't let these motherfucking devils come between...
I'm so over their hypnosis... but they taught me how to kill a beat
You better measure out my doses... already won it so you can't compete