DJ Serious - Postal [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[feat. Notes to Self]

Serious
Rage ocean
Swonk donkey
Bronze one
Elixir
Notes to Self

Yo!
Mic murderah
Lovin' Ike Turnin' ya
Its like
Fuckin' police turnin' up
We like turnin' the tides
Turning the surface of the earth
In circular roles
Reversing the poles
I'm six feet personable
'cept I work with my woes
Instead of herdin' them hoes
Hear of me bro?
Eternally blown
Rage roast wordin' the flows
Almost the earliest crow
I'm sayin'
Up in Pangea
In an land sweeter
So we bam speakers
I'm the band leader
I'm the damn teacher
Man speak up
Cito Gaston
Depleted amino acids
And feed em legal actions
I'm tying see those c-notes cashin'
Money isn't shit
But stable is legit
You get a buck a record
If your label isn't stiff
You get a penny less
Or i'll label you a bitch

[Chorus]
Put your hands up
Throw your hands up
Move em right to left like a Manga
If you got life left, show your anger
I'm tryin' to put my block on top like Jenga
Notes to self
Put your hands up
Throw your hands up
Move em right to left like a Manga
If you got fighin' left, show your anger
I'm tryin' to put my block on top like Jenga

Uh..
Dude, my flow is so pinnacle
No prototypical
Holla at your boy
With that Motorolla ritual
Push up your lighter or your wireless device
You can fight it if you like
I'm just tighter on the mic
See the writer in me Mike?
Pull an all nighter
Shit I can't sleep, I gotta stampede this damn beat
Seriously, yo, we researching audio techniques
Your body will be set free don't test me
This beat will make you drop your hot sauce
I'm like Derek Jeter tryin' to knock your socks off
Every new day the game changes
That's why I gained weight
Dude, i'm trying to be a main stay
We make moves like a choreographer
And break rules like sorry officer
I can't turn it down I'mma gonna earn the crown
You circus clowns

[Chorus]
Put your hands up
Throw your hands up
Move em right to left like a Manga
If you got life left, show your anger
I'm tryin' to put my block on top like Jenga
Notes to self
Put your hands up
Throw your hands up
Move em right to left like a Manga
If you got fighin' left, show your anger
I'm tryin' to put my block on top like Jenga

Star travel light
Weather buck right
For whatever one night
Then i'll buck right
For on stage on tour one stage
Want more don't stop until they all yell encore
A concert so honest it's god's work
Clockwork poppin' collars in my pink (?) shirt
Y'all
I'll recall before irie it's called ironic
It's no wonder why I talk shit
But i'll say earmuffs if you got kids
Yeah, so I reap the beat low
So my people can eat where they sleep yo
Assume the position
If you losing us then listen
It's a beautiful submission
If you lose your inhibitions
Let go you critics
A couple of zigga zigggas
I guess now we just wait

[scratching]
"they be thinkin' this is a hold up"
"so may hands go up"
"they be thinkin' this is a hold up"
"so may hands go up"
Notes to self
"so may hands go up"