GnarLee - The Art of Savagery [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Savagery, mastery
Pursuit of living lavishly
My girl look like a masterpiece
Your girl install my tapestries
Sike nah, hold up
You don't know the half of me
Couldn't care less what haters think
Now rap game apathy
Actually, I'll be real for a sec
I've been broke a lot
Hadn't had a steady income
Since people said, "Go Barack!"
Hate the man that lead the nation
'Mericans still smile, wavin'
I don't care about politics
Rather care about my payments
Pound the pavement, never rest
Dig your grave up, better than
All the rappers who ain't go the Hardaway
Now they penniless
Jordan in the last
Seconds of the game, clutching
Like Lee rapping all over you lames
It's nothing
Double down, or gamble it
What's happening now, I'm rambling
Somebody call the ambulance
I left the beat in bandages
Cruiser, or a bruiser
Who the loser at the crack of dawn?
Power ranger, I just trample all my foes, mastodon

[Intermission: LVRD BVRNHVM]


[Closer: GnarLee]
Promising popping kid
Knows no better accomplishments
Than doing him, proving it
While looking heavily confident
This is just the pilot, but
At the same time the epilogue
Bending whole careers
Pushing posers back to analog
And if I say I'm gonna do it
Then I mean it
The Art of Savagery, you should
Take a step back, believe it, yea
Yea. Wassup?!