C.C.Munster - Back to the Heart [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Zeezy]
I'm a 90's baby, born 1994
Nas' Illmatic, that's what the rap game breathed for
On my Wu-Tang shit, yo
Spit toxic, chef in the cockpit, boy
Leave them old bastards in the dirt
I'm rippin' off my shirt and spread my wings like a bird, yo
The beast unleashed like Django
100 black coffins, kill them all – Johnny Rambo
Ghost faces flyin' 'round
Call the Ghost Busters – Wait! - Zeezy's morphin' from the ground, yo
Jugglin' with his rhymes one-handed
Leave a fake friend stranded, God of Rap just landed
Tell my haters "Check his methods, man!"
Comin' to your hood, TEC-9 bullets from a Minivan
Just masterin' my killing
No fake good willing and no fake drug dealing, yo
MUNSTER Zeezy on this RZA beat
Press repeat, we got you chanellin' your inner freak
I wouldn't speed for cracks and weed
I'd rather speed up verbal punches, let your nose bleed
Sit back down on your dirty seat
That's all from me for now watch my homie kill another beat

[Hook]
Cash rules everything around me
CREAM get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all

[Verse 2: C.C.Munster]
We're going back to the heart, kill the people at charge
All this at will, all we ask is for this to fall apart
While cash may rule everything around me
Does that even mean that I have to follow that path?
I will rip this song open until this house is filled with pain
I'm not corrupt, I'm just a menace and a little bit insane
I'm a funky human, but y'all knew that
Too easy for me to come at you with a baseball bat
You could say I'm in too deep, with a bit of psychosis
But you just too Short to reach, I will leave you with neurosis
One time for your mind, rappin fourty for cats
I'm not an outlaw, well, not yet
You're looking with your numb skull, I'm complex as Hieroglyphics
Insane poetry, but enough to give you kicks
College boys, better take a step back
It's too sharp, I'm illmaculate to the max
Hot dollars from haikus? Man, that would be stupid
But the game is dumb enough to go and actually try to do it
Lords of lyrics are living legends, don't you understand?
That's cool yo, but I don't care about your new benz
I'm not above the law, I'm buried under it and I scream
I was lynched and knocked out, now listen to the fiends
But enough fooling around, no more glimpses at the west
Some more and I would need a very bulletproof vest
Tell the haters „See ya later“ while I'm turning my head
All these puns were nice, but there's things to be adressed
I'm going to take it slow, no need for stress
What do you mean my verse is over now?

[Hookx3]