Efer Ely - Summits of the Americas [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced by SL'9]

[Verse 1]
A chance to pursuit
Resume to peal the fucking passage of Pablo Escobar
Hundred miles give the fucking service
Record, make a break for it
Take the ulterior, scold your craft
Skedaddle this disorder rhythm
Remain a loft; you could be the judge of that
Extensive with this shit, what about if it shakes out and
Begin the process
To employed a scrolling list
Empty the 9 in when I’m rhyming
Fuck I’m sure I show the legion is inferior
Yo Felipe take em over
Move them motherfukers
Above the radar bitch, oh so hand it over
Till we rolling all over the roads
Of course, I cross across a dirty cop
Cover his head
Leave his body brutally murder, lurking cause I look like this
Hold your horses, watch me grip my left scrotum
Cause I’m bigger than shit I’m bigger than this
Bitch, being well prepare for your news
How to use one third of niggas
Scuffing keep your cool pack your mules
Brush your lint off you’re trap straight ahead
I put these mutherfuckers shaking instead
Leave them flat since you brought your daughters and sons in the back
Feel me? No you don’t
You ready to catch your dishes in them

[Verse 2]
Is the season for asylum niggas; I see you nigga
Didn’t wear a cross but fuck it
Sinister niggas gonn cross it
See man, I seen the semen slip but she ain't swelling yet
Still directly inside
Until I clear the stage
Retreat the mics, we all the same
What he said?
Extraterrestrial
Came to kill the fucking present days
Pull up to Guayaquil with his fucking favorite pen
You really ain't gonn do anything
Efer Ely with this Hip-hop
Bitch