Chavis Chandler - Breath of Fresh Air [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: Chavis Chandler]

What up doe? How are you?
Good evening motherfuckers, cock suckers
Meat beaters and rum eaters, I'm Back
So tell them ol' Muppet, Cousin Skeeter
Puppet ass niggas its a wrap, uh, Chav
Niggas always saying my name, its a shame
I never reply cause they all lame
So, I'm never hearing em, colder than a dead hookers heart
Standing on the corner in Siberia, killing em
Mix it up, niggas on some gay shit
Too much high fructose in they Kool-Aid mix
Don't give a fuck bout what you did
I was brought up drinking sugar water
When wasn't no Kool-Aid, bitch
What you know about it? We was glad to be alive
We would scrape up change just to cop some Chili Fries
And I'm, I'm, better than all yall niggas
WNBA squad, you run with all bitches
Still these niggas all senseless, take offense
And get defensive, every time a nigga spit shit
The illest young nigga to ever spit this
Flow with no V-accine (Vaccine) for niggas to rid this
A backpacker, but I'm still from the streets
East Side 7 mile. you can get yo ass beat
Niggas i went to High School with is deceased dawg
You crazy, if you think you fucking with me
See, i'll shit on yall niggas, want beef dawg?
Ill smack the shit out yall niggas
I triple double dog dare yall niggas, yea my clothes fitted
Dawg but i ain't no hipster. Im from the place where niggas
Opticals is Mammoth Tusk, Cartiers, staring through the white Buffs
Niggas moving zones so they dont give a fuck
About such and such, cause they too busy bossing up
G.I. Joe guns, niggas don't wanna see the Cobra clutch
Split ya whip in half, like a nigga when they rolling up
Detroit, but my flow is international my squad is
Verbal Vomit Yo and this a Breath of Fresh Air

My mans! Do me a favor, nigga and tell yo bitch
Ima Take her soul, I can Change ya fucking life nigga
Zilluminati WHAT UP?
Alright enough of the bullshit, i forgot i was rapping
Alright, shit lets do it again, Look

Its Don Corleon in Comme Des Garçons and
A pair of vintage Carties from 1991
Give em what they want, they don't even gotta ask for it
Balling on these niggas all net, fuck the backboard
We not affiliates, if you be on that hating shit
Getting green all up on my salad, hold the bacon bits
I'm a walking BLT, nigga what is you on?
The whip Ranch dressing, and pocket full of croutons
Nosy bitches worry bout what my crew on
She gimme brain, i pat her head "Duck Duck Goose" on
I don't understand why these niggas think they hot
Nigga, we start popping bottles when the party stop
Verbal Vomit Bitch, respect it or get drop kicked
By a fresh ass nigga that's wearing dead-stock kicks
Clap a nigga up, Bravo, Bravo
Back on my bullshit, El Toro Bravo
Niggas talking shit but nigga you ain't got dough
Verbal Vomit bitch and niggas know that i got flow
Its funny niggas be reppin Dirty Glove but they
Scared to put they motherfucking mittens in the mud
East Side nigga, wassup shout out to my nigga Buzz
Aye nigga, this is what we does, Detroit up in the bitch nigga
Breath of Fresh Air, what up doe?