Crossworm - This Time We Die [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Crossworm]
Sitting in the culure, preying like a vulture
On the new bodies that drop
I scavenge every little bit like a parasite divided by the flies on top
Swarming the dying, the dead, the lying, waiting to bleach
The sun is cooking every last bit of the truth it can teach
Too many years and I just now see this
I thrive the most when I be this
Realist incarnate of Crossworm so you can feel this
Twisted contorned fetus in a womb that I made of dirt
I've lived worse, many more lives, so much more hurt
I'm lost and found in the underground
Like an old hat they wear to be cool
Go fuck yourself, I'm not your fucking hipster statement tool
Dirtcore ain't something you slip on to be on with the poppin'
I'm not your fucking gas station, you can stop in
I'm locking my door to the fake fucking poseurs of "other" core
And in your mind I'm a goddamn asshole
I don't give a fuck what you think, I'm for
Or against in a new offense, get this dick cuz it's free
And get the closest you'll ever get to seeing what's me

[Hook]
If I was you, I'd look in the mirror and notice a joke
If I was you, I'd wrap the mic cord over my neck and choke
If I was you, I would notice that I'm living a lie
I'd write note for goodbye and now this time we die
If I was you, I'd look in the mirror and notice a joke
If I was you, I'd wrap the mic cord over my neck and choke
If I was you, I would notice that I'm living a lie
But I ain't you and this time it's only you to dies

[Verse 2: Crossworm]
Been about 15 years in this game
Plus change, ain't much has changed
Still a crab at the bottom of the barrel without a name
I swerve the lanes, when I make this shit crash, clean the slate
You better guard your cash fast
I hope in a way it all ends, and that I get a last laugh
I walk the line in the underground
Like a tight rope but I try to be humble
But in my mind I'm a goddamn animal into my prime
And I hope you stumble
I got a need to be the enemy breed
And I can bleed what you wish you could see
Fuck acting real cuz being me is real as it be

[Verse 3: Durte]
I ain't never been a industry cat
So keep your money and fuck your collabs
Rather get laughed at, put on a blacklist
Than ever to fuck with your ass
Everybody got it twisted up
Only doing this shit trying to make a buck
And they're ruining this, I watch 'em fake the funk
And they're wondering when they get no love
Crossworm, slapping the keys in the face
Tough love domestic violence
Lawyer up when I step in the booth
The only plan that I really ever had is to catch bodies
Killing beats, I'm not feeling these charity cases that appeal to me
You bitch boys that act like
You're badass and tuck your tail between your legs
Not real Emcees so.. I'mma keep to myself: do my thing
Anybody wanna ride? They're welcome
Don't give a goddamn what they think
Only ever gonna be one outcome
Grind harder than trucks when they scrape
Down here in the underground
Low ride, Crossworm and Durte put a suicide dive on the beat
This time we die

[Hook]