Cilvaringz - The Epic of Bitter Triumph [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Cilvaringz]
Another chapter in the book of triumph
Came a long way son, shit don't --
Determination is the weapon of choice
And all could be accomplished, through the knowledge

[Cilvaringz]
Yo, allow me to demonstrate the skills of Shaolin
Demonstrate defiance, livin' for bitter triumphs
I crossed seas to achieve reality
And swung guillotine's at the God Prince Rakeem
36 Chamber Danger, and view from a young God's perspective
Started building since I was neglected
But my circumference, they want Top Forty chart shit
So, fuck being a Dutch product
I stole CREAM just to fly to New York
Acknowledge myself, but watch my feet while they walk
On the path of patience, I was waiting
Goin' through my trials and tribulations
Could it be, I was born to fail, and nailed to the cross
Of impersonations, living the life of false hope
And fake dreams, to play schemes at great speed
But not fast enough, 'cuz I find my only destiny

[Hook 2X: Cilvaringz]
This is the epic of my bitter triumph, fight it
The temple's sending us through heavy storms and lightning
Box with titans, for the Clan, I'mma die trying
That's why I live in Wu, in every form of science

[Cilvaringz]
Cilva's back in the black yankee in front the office
Shoping Razor Sharp, like I fight 18 Bronzemen
Assault, yo, never bit the sword of my brothers
Just did the knowledge to the Ten Shadow Boxers
Hope they love us, started prayin' for a wonder
Flashback to the Swarm party last summer
My brother Suicide contemplates Wu or Die
I'd give both my eyes to meet B.O.B.B.Y
The Clan is everything I strive for
And I will die for it in my war, like Killarmy
With the God more determined, my heart burnin
Slid it through the streets of Staten Island like a serpent
In search of the Gods, throwing the sharpest darts
Fully decked in the Wu Garment Renaissance
Just to be spotted on the dotted line
My shit's divine, patiently awaiting for my time to come and shine

[Hook]

[Cilvaringz]
So now I'm back in New York, fuck it, I'm gon' wait
Near the Temple all day, with a sharp demo tape
For years it was blood, sweat and tears, so the God must've got
All the darts that I left at Wu-Wear
I'm kinda tired, it must happen now
I beg Allah to send one of his blessing angels down
I'm mentally worn out, I'm close to givin' up
Invest my last rent into the True And Living God
And then she came in the form of Sophia
The savior got the God from the heart of Medina
I feel born again, with a heart of fire
While Bobby Steels, borns the epic of my bitter triumph
The rest of it, is history
From that day, I live my life as the first European Killa Bee
My heart goes out to Sophia
Vince, and Linda Hamlin, rest in peace

[Hook]