Efer Ely - U.S.-Bound Cenotaphs [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced by Yungbruhbruh]

[Verse 1]
Hola como você está?
Clans of the drug trafficking leave the scratch marks apparent
I am this; fuck the Legacy I.N.S
Why the fuck you follow me? The family ties to a struggle of a migrants
Deceive niggas found hung rip in the same border city
Recent stings operations get you dip
Is strange when things change
Active shadows on the ceilings, get the guns out blow the steep slopes
This ain't a dream motherfucka better duck and see
Shock a nigga with a pale view from the Caribbean
To the little storage, load the spirits, sup with this?
Darkness in the narco-submarine
Riddle the new bound U.S insurgence
Searching to recite the list of a serial killer
See ya pouring gasoline we set fire on each other
Enough to flush the Monster of the Andes
You're a fan you ain't gonn until I perform an autopsy to the tipy top

This bitch life
She nodded as if she re-sighted to something
A familiar face when I leave you
On the other, she had a kind kept wounded beauty
Take it how you live it; Attach to my scrap books you don't know me
She rolled on top of him a little wicked
Flip her on her back, held her wrist, held ya down
A little angry; a little did you know me
Fuck it I show you how it be

Walk behind the casket of Machiavelli
Were it flows; the flows remains hidden
Letting these chumps look at it all
Cleared away, the truth was he didn't
Push the cameras of my face you had words that I needed
Frank White I be there in a minute; That's right
Lid the psychoactive effects
Interfering and co-existing with these niggas
Cross fire between a soldier and a private assassin ready to catch wreck