Conscious Kane - Conscious Control [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Steez...steez...steez

[Verse 1: Conscious Kane]
..and this a introduction in case you ain't' heard of me
Verbally, my arrangements are flaming on 3rd degree
Shine da light I put my mind in da sky for the world to see
Murder me?
Naw suspect niggas' turn victims when it comes to me
Hannibal on bath salt and I'm coming wit urgency
Theyll say this is 9/11 wen u dial an emergency
Your dealin wit' a nigga who doesn't see da sky as a limit
Fuckin' hiphop
And like Pops ima bang-bang' till im finished
Never quittin
And ill be surprised if im acquitted of these killings
In fact i'll be despised cuz' they all timid
3 legs, 3 arms, 3 eyes and they all vivid
Not a alien or a freak
I'm a human who flaws different
But on da right nite
I'm a Beast wit its jaws fixing
On da rawest spitta' considered a boss in ur district
All yall balls missin'
And yall dicks got long ambitions
No gay shit homie cuz none of my bars slippin'
A lot of niggas sayin dey work but dont reap shit
I peep shit
Cuz they da type to blow money on da sneak tip
I developed a vision, been had da dream, been had da team
Zo was out da woods and Fat was out da Deen
Where we from ain't no Davids on da corner slangin' rock
Just some spades movin tree and parade through da block
Im da type to normally shade who be on my cock
But i done filleted yall bitties they lose breath wen da beat drops

Load my flow as cargo and bomb the fuckin' nation
I bet those who left see da world for Gods creations
Those das hatin' recognize your elevation
And kno dat your thighs are only 7 kilometers from Satan
Have patience cuz u'll be there soon
Keep speaking that dark shit
Thru darkness im like da moon
Shit im warren moon
Runnin and gunnin thru ur platoon
I rarely eva eat in cuz you rappers are fast food
Won't stop till i make it, like really make it
Till my voice has power and a conscious niggas on da station
Ill be victorius wen i can get ariana grande naked
After we watched some nicktoons down in mac millers basement
Now that was childish and funny like Gambino
This rap game is just like a casino
I walked in wit no chips in my case but some doritos on the shoulder of my peacoat
But is should be a mafuckin' tuxedo
And I'm spazzin' for that reason
On you rich bastards, still ya throne if ya mad seasoned
Matter fact i had a bad weekend
I'm restless, analysts come check this
Normally my message got em calling me blessed
But yo in a year or so catch me deadly like a ruger
In the booth, spent a lil loot on a lex luger
He by the engineer like this a hit, homie he a shooter
This some heavyweight shit, he gone wreck these Zab Judahs
I always been focused on makin this ether bro
While u niggas busy findin' where your dick is receivable
And chicks too worried if they pics are deletable
I got a fuckin' lot to say and today i ain't seated bro
This some classic 757 shit
Ironically im 19, but im headed up quick
They forget the southeast on that hiphop tip
Recognize if im a target then u bet not miss
Steez and soul be da movement
Mood we a problem
The new fam is da mutants
Jordan is dead len byas is back
Im gracin da track
Spittin clips, your whole click is faden to black
Ya favorite's under 72 laid on his back
Da tombstone quote said da best rapper alive....
I come from the belly like im jonah nigga
Va's finest get to kno a nigga