Future Heroes - Magicianship [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Ken Deezy]
Hey motherfucker pass that
Sick of all these half ass rappers
Trying to talk 'bout what they got but ain't got half that
Fast track livin' mixed with fast ass women
Gettin twisted off of Half Fast pitchers are you wit' it?
You say you wit it if he spittin, you don't know the difference
Bitch I'm motherfucckin gifted
He can't get it how I get it
I fuck with different women and they tend to get offended
But it's cool for the minute cause she loving how I'm hittin'
I'm all off on the beat like a motherfucking digit
And if you got a problem, motherfucker we could get it
What you know about it?
I'm on the grind while you isn't
Got product to get around and probably you should get it
We wit' it

[Verse 2: Mars]
Yo if Deezy finished up, I pick it up right where he left off
The hardest bars belong to Mars, but often I get slept on
Tempurpedic, roll the weed, I need to keep these blimps lit
Senoritas fiending tryin' to meet me on some pimp shit
Lamborghini dreaming while we leaning on some pink sip
World tour scheming and I'm feeling to bring the team with
We going all in, Fuck what anybody say
Future Heroes in a rush to make it like we runnin' late
Rappers in the club, blowing cash, feeling fucking great
Once we drop, your sales are gonna crash, you better pump the brakes
My college teachers wouldn't give me any fuckin' A's
That's okay, I'll come back and throw cash in they fuckin' face

[Verse 3: Ken Deezy]
Yeah the flow like magic
Merlin, Earving, verses classic
I spit it with the madlibs
Kick a rhythm while I'm twisting cabbage
We talking business if you talking at me
You fucking with the captain
I'm feeling to kill this rap shit
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Holla when I get it in, the flow so fashion
You fucking ratchet bitches and your whole crew smashin'
I'm big spliff passin' fuck whoever been askin'

[Verse 4: Mars]
On that BBC tip, give a fuck about a bitch
People tell me we the shit, I tell 'em get up off my dick
Want some Ferragamo kicks, a little gold around my wrist
Smoke the loudest, get a couple thousand every time I spit
Cause the flow too classic, your whole crew average
If we hand our number out they dial us, Mavericks
Murder on the mic always spitting something tragic
Ken pass me the Henny sip the bottle then I pass it 2X
Addicted to this rap shit, won't ever kick the habit
I don't need no practice, on top like a hat is
Bunch of dimes all around and all they tits are plastic
Boy my trade is crafted, this mainstream got laughin'
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Always spitting acid
Party like a frat kid and always get it crackin'
Everybody trying to rap, but all these kids is slackin'
Future Heroes taking over, we the main attraction