EmptySev - Lords of Infamy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: EmptySev]
Microphone checka
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[Verse 1: EmptySev]
Went from dropping practice over beats lace my Madlib
To dropping off the surface of this Doom like its imagine
Still Organizing Threats like mad villains with the matches
Be foolish if thought there was a watch and got the clues
On every dollar bill you bastard
7-4 he machete slice through all this rap shit
I'm Michael Corleone in my past tense
Too spiritual for fascist, dark rich blood like molasses
Is flowing through this thick skin like a mammoth
Cut from a different cloth, I walk this Earth without a fashion
Ah, I don't bleed the same way you do
That psychedelic voodoo, kiss the sky who you stay true to
Introduce you to the right side of your brain like ancient kung-fu
Some rappers is worthless like appendix
Get tossed up in the back of the continent, self-diminished
I'm lifted, I beat your fuckin' odds
But never beat around the bush, like you been sinning
My soul's been infinite

[Hook: EmptySev]
Aye yo Lords of Infamy never come to stand still
But with the ironfist I ain't talking no steel
[?] like the elements and never settle for the mills
I want that gold shit, want that gold shit
Aye yo Lords of Infamy never come to stand still
With the ironfist I ain't talking no steel
[?] like the elements and never settle for the mills
I want that gold shit, want that gold shit

[Verse 2: Papa J. Ruiz]
Look, look...
I'm the devil in the walking flesh
Judgment day car 55
And an ass of bitches homie while we having sex
I'm like a rocket launch, best duck
Oh you doing somersaults? I done have but a loss
Now I'm coming back up
Tell these hoes and these bitch rappers back up
Gimme me a mill or 55 bricks of that gold plaque (what?)
Or Im'a steal it off your buildings
And sweeten it until I'm rich and my corpse fat (uh)
With the words "fuck you" on my doormat
If I'm sent to prison Ima cause havoc til the warden has me forced back (wha?)
The breathing struggles, society
With the lighter in hand, my fist balled up they eyeing me
To decrease the air I breathe
If succeed, hurt your eyes like I sprayed you with aerosol G
Do you care to see, the seed live out his dream
With 55 million dollars made right before i leave
I don't think you do, I don't think you do
Motherfuckers don't wanna see me breathe
I don't think you do, I don't think you do
Imma get this cheddar before I leave

[Hook: EmptySev]

[Verse 3: JMega The God]
Son flipped, thought the fire escape
Katana blade, Soul Caliber Edges
[?] sound of his face
Gods, chemist in the lab posted, the spliff: a genius
Shotgun, black gloves, on my way to Phoenix
Mic specialist, war paint, travel on elephants
Made his load, closest in hand, four elements
Son move stars all at law, that's the lord, knowledge born
Manifest in flesh, from one proton
Watch Megatron transform the human cannon
Laser shooting out of his arms, the kid's amazing
I am masked with the neck charm, Decepticon
Extra-large repertoire, deadly thoughts
Bon voyage, nonchalantly, original, you my offspring
It's costly, you cross kings, brought you death over coffee
Get these devils off me, hitman-style, the pistoleer
Hundred dollar dutch, light that up, it's like we millionaires

[Hook: EmptySev]