Ethereal - C4 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ethereal]
In the club, posted up
Analyzing all these thugs and all these hoes
They trained to go, "I know u know"
Who the realest, do you feel this, my shit go
Send him to his doctor, mix it wit' the Fanta
My whole click got hammers, 16 in the clip
It ain't no extendo', but it sounds bananas
My shit not gon' jam up, Yo' screen blinking damage
Boy this is Atlanta, I'm coppin' all the blammers'
Niggas waitin' for the word but I'm just tryna' leave the 3rd
Blowin' indo in Japana' tryna' zen away my ana'
My money folder growin' boy yo' ignorance showin'
Archie said lets get it I said o.k. roll up
World so crazy, I want change I gotta blow up
Cactus Jack a nigga in this thang now pour up
2 bottles on me man I hope that I don't throw up

[Hook: Stalin Majesty]
C4s, grenades blow up, blow up
We been tryna tell em' we was them guys
They was like hol' up, hol up'
We are still the same, work and pistols on us
But now when we tell them we them gods
They be like show nuff' show nuff

[Verse 2: Ethereal]
Smokin' 'Swishafullofhaze'
Man I'm in a daze
Damn I'm gettin' paid
Till I hit the goddamn grave
Janks up in my face every single day
I tell my baby mama it's no drama, she don't play
Boy I'm tryna' add some commas to the balance of the shoe box
Had balance out my chakras now I'm flyin' over rooftops
Got that loud you play my shit, my jam will make yo' nigga moonwalk
In the club these fuckers dap me up cause they don't want to shootout
I'm so booted up, I cock it back, my girl tell me to cool out
I been grindin', I been grindin' since my sister told me move out
I been shinin', I been shinin' boy I'm bout to act a fool now
Blowin' swishas full of doja' in a Rover they like who how?
Never been a flexer but I will finesse ya'
Ridin wit' protection cuz' I'm on the map
Always keep a weapon like I'm Cactus Jack
Put the haze in the air she ain't comin' back

[Hook: Stalin Majesty]
C4s, grenades blow up, blow up
We been tryna tell em' we was them guys
They was like hol' up, hol up'
We are still the same, work and pistols on us
But now when we tell them we them gods
They be like show nuff' show nuff