Character Assassins - Untouchables [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
I know that Hip Hop is a representation of this oppressed culture
And I will represent that until the day I die

[Hook x2]
It's a movement, let's go here we go
[?] let's go here we go
Let's get it on, untouchables at your door
Let's get it on, all you whack rappers hit the floor

[Verse 1: Slaine]
Money, Pussy and Jewelry is mainstream, I 'ain't underground
You see these 18 year old ho's that I come around
You heard what I said, I 'ain't stupid up or dumb it down
Stupid fuck, fuck gangsters I'm the baddest one in town
My whole existence is hardcore, persistence
I form the whole battalion then storm in your resistance
I'm the late 80's, I'm the Celtics against the Pistons
From the neighborhood where we don't give police admissions
No submissions of being taken folded up
This is east coast winter homie yeah it's cold as fuck
I'm a self made man, that stinks like crispy dollar bills
Got an ice cold stare to give the white collar chills
I 'ain't rob a bank in real life or shoot oozies in the street with police
But I did the shit in the movies
And got paid checks for six figures from Warner Brothers
So who's the criminal who made it off the corner brother

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Shizzy]
Hit the ground running now I'm gaining momentum
Insane with my sentiment, notepad put the pen to it
Lady venom is dead, cancel that so I can see clearer
So Shane is propane, like cocaine up on the mirror
Severe serum dripping truth up in the booth
Since the youth I've been a muse computing my next business move
Stock through the roof, green arrow by the name Shizzy
Got your fame in chains, say the same and I remain busy
Deranged is he? Shit that's one of the many sides
Fuck these homo rappers on the mic committing homo-side
That's word life, let the cyanide serenade
Closer than a shave in barber shops couldn't fade me
It's all gravy baby, see you when I get there
Roll the dice in life because that's my nature boy - Rick Flair
You don't compare, slaying seas of MC's
Slaine and CAC bringing heat and we 'ain't shooting the breeze

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Skinny Cavallo]
Lot of speculation is the skinny man adjacent laying in his momma's basement
The clinic has a patient, the [?] or getting wasted, I don't know
The truth is you can circle the globe, stick a probe in my brain you couldn't follow the flow
Mike Cavallo's a go-getter who is setting to blow
While you ho's scheming on cheddar I'll be trapping my foe's, whoa
Skinny mans the craziest, he trains with dope in um, these veins but stays this
33 or maybe 34, had nine lives but sold them to the devil for more
Nine times he told me that the shit was so pure
'till I find my soul was double bagged on the floor, damn
You want to keep on fucking running your mouth
I'll have a couple of my people come and run in your house
Duck tape you to a chair and put a gun in your mouth
With Mr. Slaine, Shane, Craw, Skinny, Trag and I'm out, what

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Crawdad]
Look, when it comes down to it
Not a single one of you could fuck with my music
Needless to say it's like I've been in defeat with my brain
Needing some cheese in the bank, these are the reasons I sang, sang
Thangs would have been a bit different if me and the lady kept the kid
There's the fan, shit hits it
You want to talk addiction? Sit under my family tree for 10 minutes
End up OD'd, forensic team pulling out syringes
Find me underneath the ground's surface where the beasts breed beats
And breathe through your sound circuits
I found purpose in a shit storm
This the mic that I spit on, this the aim of my views
This the shit that I went through, the frame that I choose
This my blood on the beat
Unless you trying to transfuse it you 'ain't fucking with me
Caught up in the rapping, please
This the sound when I breathe

[Hook]