Devine Carama - 1980-2019 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)
I'm the lyrical mathematical, I took a sabbatical and now I'm back with that pen & pad on the avenue/ with that soul crack, traffic raps through a capsule, in rap I'm a legend with a plethora of classics/ Class is in session, I mastered the lessons, I graduated class without a cap and a tassel/ the city's on the shoulders and I can feel the pressure, but God never puts more then I can handle on my clavicles/ I move in a room full of sharks like a whale, I throw my weight around & I devour what I want/ & even if they take out a chunk I can't tell, conservatives rep my legacy but I'm a radical/ I'm a king and I'm more underground than a cellar with this art I'm like Martin when he marching down in Selma/


(Verse 2)
Flow flip higher than a fly gymnast, you fly dressing, I'm hygienic, you & I separate its Biogenics/ you can't see my breathe it's cryogenics, my cold shoulder is colder then Russian solider in Chechnya/ A cold winter verse a hot summer the weather sparring, your flows boring, you are not winning I'm a better artists/ my songs better and I rap better, the rap Trevor Hoffman, I close games out the record holder/ Heckler holder in rap verses, you act murking, you 2 face my bars sharper then your mask surgeon/ general the 50 cal, is how my raps sounds, before hitting the booth JK give me a pat down/ on the corner instead of dope Carama slang bars, f**k fame, I snipe from the moon and my aim is stars/ I'm a rap feign that beat boxes in his detox, I'm more HIPHOP than graffiti sprayed on the train car...