Chox-Mak - Reality Bites [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Lost in transiton to transit, intermission from handlin transmissions,pan handlin ammunition, to standard ambitions, advancement to my position,give annual San Quentins, the mandibles always itchin
Standin still but limpin
The labrynth where I'm sittin
Is fixed on premonitions
Of money cars and women
Somehow against the grain
Every cut is made wit precision
Still doubted by some bitches
But the overall opinion
I'm despicable Eminemin all a my competition
My minions have been persistent
Wit followin all my visions
Gods wit me but I'm sinnin
Just askin for forgiveness
I'm hopin he still listens
All this earth that I'm blowin ill prolly need intervention
But need it for inspiration
I'm torn between my addictions
Express it thru my diction
I fake u get removed from my life like the appendix
If u burst ill have no choice but to give u the gory endin

[Hook]
Alternative reality bites
Only a blink and you can see that reality bites
I'm some cloud 9/11 shit every night
I'm takin lessons tryna see if I'm prepared for the flight
You feel me knockin then let me in
Then stomach growling nigga show me where's my din din
I got them steel cage bars to house ten men
You feel me knockin them u gotta let me in then fin

[Verse 2]
Prophecy and prognosis,mak is one of the dopest
Can't see it need bifocals,can't be immune to these vocals
Networkin and bein social,marchin toward bein global
Wit the mindset of a mogul,addin u jokin locals
To my portfolio of hopefuls, non factors wit polio
Maybe sick but u can't mess wit the Gods u lack the Holy Ghost
From the cloth of biggie pun and L no need to overdose
Mention super cuz the kryptonite has pushed me over dope
No need to sober folks,I'm on a open road
Doin a buck fifty wit a forty ounce in my overcoat
Kick off return I'm tryna run it back from coast to coast
They flyin backwards u slackers are kin to powder toast
Man I been dippin on em like artichoke
I'm right in line it's fine it's mine soon as ya artist chokes
I'm into mixed martial arts but practice the art of coke
I'm cookin rocks wit the cops tryna knock me out the scope
I'm to adiment I add a mint and keep it movin
My breath is fresh in the air ozone layers are improvin
Since everybody say they cold I must be super coolin
I'm spitting sick still sleepin on em so I'm super droolin

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Past participle,particles turned to ripples
Now I need my stacks in triples,the extascy has been fickle
Only gave me a little but I'm tryna get high
Redbull don't give you wings don't have a problem wit fly
We doin the same thing buzzin just tryna get by
They wanna kill my vibe but its just karma comin for I
Can't get the best of me my A game hibernates in the sky
I just give em the BC powder L-A-D told u why
Gettin back to the red wine to keep the blood flowin
Don't know what I'm smokin now but all I know that's its potent
I'm ridin to the wheels fall off I'm Victor Copeland
I see the bigger picture so I'm just goin thru the motions
Magician in art form just goin thru the potions
Can't quit the patch won't stick I'm already under hypnosis
Your styles so obsolete I was trained by the White Lotus
Always close to my hammer my fathers real name is Oden,are you focused

[Verse 1]
Lost in transition to transit
Intermission from handlin transmissions
Pa handlin ammunition to standard ambitions advancement to my position