Eryk Leone - Muxic [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
This that global introduction
To that mathematic function
That be pumping in your system
(music thumping, music thumping)
Making something out of nothing
Whether stunting or you bumming
Know you feel it in your stomach
(know you sense it in your woman)
Turn me up and pay attention
Insufficient intuition
College kids that pay attention
They don't even have a vision
(I just keep it realistic)
Cause I'm humbled and I'm gifted
And I got a lot of soul
(I'm surprised I'm not a spirit)
Wait hold up
Something here is missing
Bet my message won't be present
'Til I'm on the television
Got that carpal tunnel vision
(Strike the mic and give it syphilis)
Put a condom on your head
And nigga mind your fucking business
(I'm the baby in the manger)
All you lyricist in danger
Make a name for yourself or be a name in the chamber
Just refrain your disconcert
All this music I convert
From this asthmatic mind
Take your time and find it's worth (un)
Now you faded, yeah nigga you faded
And between me and BlaK
I know one of us gone make it
And when one of us crossover, thats everything for both
And a day of resurrection from all of them fucking ghosts
Never boast
To achieve
Everything that I receive
Everything comes from within, all I do is just believe
Everybody living life
Everybody learning lessons
Everybody got the answer
And it lies within this question

[Hook]
Why you acting like you never heard music before?
I know these modern-day cats ain't making music no more
Well guess who's back on the track making music you hoe
Give you the tool all you got to do is use it slow poke
I got that music to go (2x)
And if you need some food for thought
I got that music to go (3x)
And if you need some food for thought
I got that...(un)

[Verse 2]
From the side, I was creeping by the blind side
Three standing ovations and a tripod
Indestructible cyclops in your iPod
Who's well-connected like WI-FI
Game full of niggas that's tie-dyed
I'm running this shit from my eyes
All these niggas just sci-fi
I'm ending careers (bye-bye)
Suffer from bi-polar disorder
You're like a broken charger
Hands on the bible
Survival
Of drinking holy water
(Lyricist that's curious of triple six
Make a reference to alleged)
You're illegitimate
(Hold up wait a minute
You're academic apprentice
So tell me why in the fuck would you suffer malnutrition)
Answer this question
My quest of being neglected
Accept me for who I am or just tell me to read the message
The message that you pretended
Was urgent before you sent it
You told me that I would make it
I waited a couple minutes
You thought I traded my soul
For the love of power and gold
These fucking designer clothes
And a pack of them musty hoes
(A grill full of them golds)
I'm grilling chasing my goals
Priorities sanitized, and that bullshit just froze
Subsequent, I'd make a reference to Jesus
But most of these niggas demons
And demons aren't believers
(Just make a reference to church
And watch your music disperse
Come join illuminati, we probably get you a shirt
Its Eryk that we have chosen
The son of God has rosen
His veins are all swollen)
Im a love spell you believe with no potion
(Oh nigga you a potion?)
Nah my nigga I'm potent

[Hook]