Cuzzin Ahmadi - Headcrack [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: NotAhmadi]

There's four cones and there's five kids
There's two blunts and three heads
Someone's not getting shit, that's the way that the world is
But, I'm getting mine and he's getting his
Who shot 'cha? Chopper make you try out for the opera
Hit one apple every day, I do it for the doctor
From interrogations to papers, you got pressed
Bitch ass, you a fake monster like the Loch Ness; not stressed
Trust, we welcome the drama
Nothing like separating sons from they mamas
Whole team a run on sentence, we need commas
Next door is the four, man. You're like Donna
Dig ditches for my paper near Prospect
Housing my income low like the projects
I need to be rich cause I've been poor before
Out here pickin' up bogies on the floor, ay
From no coupe doors to the couture
My camp ring bells, nigga. Fuck you gettin' souped for?
New guns get sparked for the big talk
Shootin' at your feet, teach you how to cripwalk
Clear as day reason you should pack a pistol, man
You can't shoot back then you're a sacrificial lamb
Talkin' to my man Brazy, he said "They on you."
I said "I'm stretching them heads like Hey Arnold."

[Verse 2: Cuzzin Brazy]

What I'm spitting ain't for pro's or for critics
It's for hoes and for business cause my flows is the sickest
Tom Cruise on a mission for precision lyricism
Hit 'em with the quickest syllable infliction you could think of
Shit, I'm thinkin', what's gon' happen when I'm done?
At least I know my mother happy since I'm having fun
Victory in front of us, I've got a track to run
Kippah's at the Jewish center cause I'm all about the puns
And I'm about a lot, I keep a double rock stashed away from the piggy cause you know I'm never gettin' ever knocked
Copped a lot and copped a lock, all while I was off of pot
Flip the scripts ridiculous like Marshall meeting Dyrdek, taking crops from Papa Doc
So see me at the 'haven, pushing wood, my favorite spot
Remember throwing five on that .5 all the time, now we facing quarters just to come up with another rhyme, out of line
Dudes pay the price without a fine
88 or Peezy, come up on another grind, I'm feeble minded though
Started with an eighth a week, now every day I need an O
Different flows, every time I spit I wanna get the gold
Beat my fuckin' fathers ass with it, word to Steven Jo
I'm tryna get this dough