Concrete Cee - Superimposition [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Concrete Cee]
This that raw shit, punch your jaw shit - Castigate your bosses
During recording, then storm to Terry Tate your office
Elbows for every single form of life that wasn't aborted
Wrecking ball to your porcellain fortress, bitch

Smarten up, Natalie Portman your bars
You gotta Rapgenius all my shit, Conca Con legit-imately
Lyrically gifted to lividly rip rhythms to shreds
Spitting imagery, dispensing the PEZ

I'm a Capricorn, our chemistry is based on synastry
That is why you ain't equipped to speak to a real MC
You're a minstrel in a ministry, adding insult to injury
HipHop'll get you impeached, for perjury and mimikry

Brute Force attacks are effected if Gil with me
COPACABANA, no Brazilian beach, it's cryptography
Philosophize with the hammer, that's interrogation
You tell me what I'd love to know as I'm aimin'

[Hook: Concrete Cee]
...who're you dissin'?
Put the key in the ignition, pump the pistons
And go far from here, I'm bout to bring the fission
To your carbon-14s, dude you should've listened

It's a war of attrition, no escape for Plissken
Failed mission, hidden in plain vision
On Bermuda greens, stay at a distance and just witness
Assertion of self like superimposition

[Verse 2]
Genji gloves on, Masamune blade on the neck of a
Talentless bard that makes sweet love songs
Incision made, counter-clock wise turn of the body
Inquisitors left wonderin' where the blood's gone

You count sheep and pull wool over your own eyes
Thinking it prepares you for the moment when your soul rise
I scry from the sanguine of the fallen orators
That I caused their widows to walk as penguins

The fat lady singing, I pray she hits a note
Heralds hear my poetry, I pray I'll hear'em quote
Drawing another edge from the sheath, spin move
Upward swing, see death coming from beneath

Leave a dust cloud behind from seven-league boots
Can go where I please so I never need roots
Victory or escape, I never seek truce
With a snake, underestimating me was a mistake

[Hook: Concrete Cee / BROTHER GIL]
...who're you dissin'?
Put the key in the ignition, pump the pistons
AND GO FAR FROM HERE!
I'm bout to bring the fission to your carbon-14s...
FOOL, YOU SHOULD'VE LISTENED!

It's a war of attrition, no escape for Plissken
FAILED MISSION
Hidden in plain vision on Bermuda greens
Stay at a distance and just witness
ASSERTION OF SELF
Like superimposition

REPETITION...