Children of the Corn - The Corn (Get Wit It) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Girl: I saw the corn
Reporter: Okay, cut it! What is all this shit about the corn...

[Bloodshed]
Yeah, yeah Bloodshed
My nigga Mase Murder, the deal
Big L, Killa Cam
Tell 'em where you been Killa

[Killa Cam]
I went to Texas lethal, caught wreck with people
Who had injection infected needles, some terrorist people
Baby burst the desert eagles, killa slices
Cold as the ice is, one of the trifest
Hypest to shiestest y'all run like mices in a crisis
Y'all never hear nobody did me in
I be in Lebanon with the Libyans, now it's just Caribbean
I blow fucking tally on, cause I got money pals on tours
Selling big thousand on crack, smack and Tylenol
All I got's the crack option, 031's what I wrap rocks in
In '89 when I was slap boxing, now I box on padlocking
And gat cocking and gat poppin', doing drive bys out the black Datsun
I ain't little but vicious, guns no misses
You feel me, kisses or wishes, before I break you up like dishes
Fuck your bosses, my forces, endorse this
To kill all your sources you niggas best be cautious
No losses my fortress, is Jaguars and Porsches
Ride the OTB to check my money on the horses
My whores is flawless, my block one of the broadest
Off the main attraction on the whitey ass tourist
That I tosses, it scorches, with out no remorses
Leave their bloody body to be counted in Mount Morris
Harlem leave you scoreless, I shoot your bitch and leave you broad less
So if you want we can start the static like a cordless

[Murda Mase]
I only dress in what I'm blessed with
Nautica and Guess shit, connected
With G's, cross the country that respect it
Leave stake, while in each state, me and my peep's waste
D's while they ducking these, trying to keep Mase
Good fiend a police take, only seen my D's face
I'm running from civilians with a million in my briefcase
Navigate, passed the state, with half a cake
It's cash to make, my continents in any placid lake
Blast holes for Gs, and G's is what my chest holds
So much ice on my neck, I might catch a chest cold
Vexed are varyin', I'm known to scare vary' man
When I bring beef niggas like be vegetarians
Take them opium, when the clock hits the PM
He better watch out his peephole, my people come to see him
Fuck the drama, all my niggas bring that on the reg
And infra-red beam is on your head, by time you see it y'all be dead

[Bloodshed]
I run with Wildcats like Villanova
Y'all smoke crack and kill Jehovah
Before you bump into this villain sober
Causing the controversy that niggas be illing over
To have the children who be chillin' in your building killin'
My skills is trife as hidden scriptures from Hitler
And if I'm out to get ya give ya mom a picture
Cause she'll miss ya. I roll with sniffers that annihilate
So if you try to violate, I have you under pressure like a trail date
Even if you tried you couldn't get with it
That last nigga that tried was crucified with his shit splitted
I pull the plug so all the chest get going
Cause my tech be blowing
So hard it leaves vests and large intestines showing
God I peeped you, go ahead and try to set it
But don't act speedy, or get beat, cause I can't stand it like a diabetic
Peace to hustlas, with integaras and cellulars
And 1-80 scars across their jaws and their jugulars