Clear Soul Forces - We Be Runnin' This [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

You are now tuned in
Now just rock wit' me, now just rock wit' me
Yo

[Ilajide]
Bare witness, the power of light exponent
Locate a beat exert mass of physique and explode it
Rearranging the letters for telekinetic focus
The crocodile bungee escape [?] a game of goldfish
When it comes to the magnified rhythm we got you open
Precise is apparent and made it too thermal, you smokin'
Trying to figure out how we maneuver, you lack motion
Falling as short as Street Fighter Dan Hibiki's hadouken
When all our pens are strokin' our verses act out as locum
Substitute the shadow box and the similes for the dope shit
Severed out for metaphorical storytelling technotion of the classical, done it
I bet you can't tell who's the coax
Synchronized with the written
We sorta act our components
Heat 'em up like artichoke and show 'em the art of token
With L.A.Z in the over-office
Prone-position clonin'
Stream love out to you at home
And T-minus until we blow 'em

[Hook]x2
Yeah, it's CSF
Four niggas We comin' from the D and we be runnin' this
Go run and tell your momma, daddy, sister, brother
I'ma bring the real shit back with E-fav, L.A.Z and Noveliss

[Noveliss]
The mass spitter, Jack the Ripper
Rippin' tracks into fragments
Detroit, Hip Hop's version of Nazareth
Home of the saviours bringin' the flavour, annihilators
Life savers floatation device frap drowns into Hiatus
Mass hysteria, bring the Folgers to your area
Wake up and smell the grace
While I put this beat in a coffin and have it tossin' in its grave
I be rhyming to death
The parr bearer, barbaria
Put up your lighters for the undertaken
Hitting your favorite rapper with a pile driver
Tombstones count 'em out
Audio arson, one of the hardest
My attire is Trayvon Martin, don't get me started
Got invited to a missile fight
Came in with a broken sword and a bottle of cologne smellin' like Agent Orange
This chemical warfare, uh rappers in the air
Be that, Hannibal Lect dialect, sharpen my vocabulary
Words are weapons, unsheathe them ,swing 'em I'm slicing capillaries
Everything colossal, the underground apostle
Being a role model, ain't rappin' 'bout popping bottles

[Hook]x2
Yeah, it's CSF
Four niggas We comin' from the D and we be runnin' this
Go run and tell your momma, daddy, sister, brother
I'ma bring the real shit back with E-fav, L.A.Z and Noveliss