Da Youngstas - Verbal Glock (Original Album Version) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1) Q-Ball aka Qur'an Goodman
Yeah
WB
And Q-Ball
The Foundator

The rhyme dweller
Underground like a cellar
Uno mission mind of rust
State of mind like a murderer
I'll pop crews with my verbal Glock for a living
I step with my sign buckshots is what im giving
Im driven to my AK style state of mind
Giving all business sites bright lights to leave you blind
To the yes yall Qur'an
WB in your area
Here to crush MC's and cause hysteria
I'll bury ya with the verbal tech
Lettin loose
I'll make you stiffer than moose
Im rugged like timb boots
Bring your troops I get rugged over loops
Ship you out like recruits and proceed like the roots
I want to lamp in a AC with a mac pulling hoes
For stacks of dudes forget pentos
Yo my mind will always invent dope rhymes
Non-Stop so you better drop when I come with my verbal Glock
(Chorus)
Listen up to the rhymes I drop as I kick mad flavor from my verbal Glock
You can't step in this I got the Glock, cock
As I kick mad flavor from my verbal Glock (2x)
(Verse 2) Taj Mahal aka Taji Goodman
Ease up nigga cause if you don't im going to squeeze up
Girls gets keys flipping keys im stacking g's up
It's that nigga TM im driving lexuses and BM's and hoes be saying im trying to see him
Rugged and raw great like tony the tiger
Universal like a pipe but short like a sniper
Check the ground beneath you
Nigga grim reap will keep you under
State of the plus im loud like thunder boom
I shake the earth as it quakes
Never hang with snakes or fakes
It's all about getting weight
I got this whole globe to rear hear
Inferear still appear
Taj Mahal is the man of the year
Champion a bit of me number 1
The godfather's son so what's up dunn
Run and tell everybody that im coming 2 guns honey plus im wanted and im blunted and im out
(Verse 3) Reek Geez aka Tarik Dawson
Ayo who could it be?
It's Reek Geez
Fingers on the trigger and I just might squeeze
And start busting on shots with my verbal Glock
If i was like a inferere
Words hollow, points are led
Armed and dangerous with every ammunition
Sniping competition
Leaving suckers missing listen
You get wounded by the thoughts in my mind
Ripping through your teflon
With rhymes I design
Champion with my lyrical gun
They know they get done
They still on the run
Yo must I spark this
Whole rap market brothers be like oh shhh
When I hit the target
Wanted by the law for keeping it raw
I murdered this track, peace yall im out the door
But before I go just to let you know
The youngstas represent with that 95 flow