Brett Michael - Still Tippin' Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

You know, seeing as how this is the Houtston tape you know I had to hit them with this one Mom, where we living?
46, cross you up with a passion, Jim Caviezel on a crucifix, yeah, and I call my girl bunny cause I eat her out for breakfast and seh got a whole bag of tricks. Grew up in the hood, y'all can try to hate, always on my grind like I got to skate, oh yuo board? We can get into some trouble, pong shot O.D., no rebutal, no huttle. I just go, flow grease lightning. Used to get asstrodome like the titans, artistic with the text if you wanna see, all about the green when I roll, Johnny Dep, but when I'm rolling, triple stacks, condos, sipping on some OJ, call it white bronco, and the flows on point like Rondo, pushed alot of kinds of drugs, won't push mongo, yeah, I get head like a conrer kick, put a couple quarters in her slot she on my magic stick, real quick, be easy, nothing's ever planned, I want the game around my wrist like a silly band, never rocked the vans, but I'm off the wall, Linkin' Park a ho, yeah, got to make them crawl, Drake'n on these bitches, who the fuck are all of y'all? Got a ghostbuster dick, who you think she gonna call?