GODS - THEMEMO [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Dylan Ireland and Caleb Matson]
[Caleb Matson]
Yeah bitch, GODS bitch
Haha Townhouse Square Productions
Dylan James! Caleb Matson!
[Dylan Ireland]
Yeah! Yeah! Yup! I was..

[Verse 1: Dylan Ireland]
I was bought and sold a dream
Made a deal with the devil
Things are never as the seem
I just hope you caught the memo
I just, I just hope you caught the memo
I just, I just hope you caught the memo
Townhouse Square Productions!

Ugh, who's hot, who not? You not!
That's why i'm in your girl's boombox
Told her to get a boob job
Laid down a few new laws
Yeah i gave her two jobs
Curin' these blue balls!
You don't wanna see the crew floss!
Huge clocks all up on our wrists like a jew boss!
A few cocks in your bitch, call that a toolbox
Fuck you with no condom cause we too raw!
Lemme make some shit crystal clear!
Pretty women all need to listen here!
I don't save bitches like Richard Gere
So get out my ear with that insecure
And put your head below the steering gear
And while i shift and steer
You can lick this here
And while i rip this shit you can listen here
'Til i snow on your face like it's Christmas there!

[Hook 1: Caleb Ireland]
I ain't worried 'bout the money
I ain't worried 'bout the cars
I'm worried about this weed
And splittin' open these cigars
I ain't worried 'bout the haters
They can take a walk!
It's GODS on top in case you didn't get the memo!
Just in case you didn't get the memo!
[Dylan Ireland]
(I just hope you caught the memo!
I just hope you caught the memo!)
[Caleb Matson]
I ain't worried 'bout the money
I ain't worried 'bout the cars
I'm worried about this weed
And splittin' open these cigars
[Dylan Ireland]
(I just hope you caught the memo!
I just hope you caught the memo!)

[Verse 2: Caleb Matson]
I'm about to go ballistic on the chauvinistic ho and trick shit!
I'm so sadistic, my flow's charismic{?}
Half the battle's already won now that you're knowin' this shit!
There's demons and there's angels both up in my body
And they're both coexistin'!
G-O-D-S, bitch! No religion!
Evil takes the form of a nice ass with a mocha glisten
I hope you listen, i'm Charlie Sheen without the coke addiction
Copesthetic as they come, your rhymes are dry like prohibition!
I'm off my fuckin' rocker! I need a fuckin' doctor!
And a vodka, gin n' tonic just for me to walk there!
Please god spare the rod, I can not right my wrongs
But I can write these songs, get bigger than Hong Kong!
Bitch i'm hater proof, i make you hate the booth
When i spray the truth and right now? the truth is
Caleb fuckin' Matson raised the roof!
Roof's bein' raised, mind's in a daze, my chronic smell lingers!
Throw up your hands like you swallowed your fingers!

[Hook 2: Caleb Matson]
I ain't worried 'bout the money
I ain't worried 'bout the cars
I'm worried about this weed
And splittin' open these cigars
I ain't worried 'bout the haters
They can take a walk!
It's GODS on top in case you didn't get the memo!
Just in case you didn't get the memo!
[Dylan Ireland]
(I just hope you caught the memo!
I just hope you caught the memo!)
[Caleb Matson]
I ain't worried 'bout the money
I ain't worried 'bout the cars
I'm worried about this weed
And splittin' open these cigars
[Dylan Ireland]
(I just hope you caught the memo!
I just hope you caught the memo!)
I just, I just hope you caught the memo
I just, I just hope you caught the memo
[Caleb Matson]
Townhouse Square Productions!

[Bridge: Dylan Ireland)
Bought and sold a dream
Made a deal with the devil
Things are never as the seem
I just hope you caught the memo
Bought and sold a dream
Dealin', dealin' with the devil
Things are never as they seem
I just hope you caught the memo!