GRAND NEXUS - Forty For An Eighth (44th & 8th) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I pull up in the mothafuckin' Lex slow
Yeah
Butter leather headrest
Yo
Loss aversion, low cost
Glossy persian golden amethyst
My personnel be Amazon
Really regard the damagin'
Work just south of Panama
Grand Nexus, you heard of him
Got lambs dressed and observing me
Fran Drescher
The nasal raw
Pay to board the fuselage
Ain't concerned with a coupe mirage
Long summers of wrong learnings
Slums looking like psalms verses
Gone brothers in song
Who don the best like
Tesla spec
Stagged up
Lavender Ford Fiesta
No siesta rhyming here
Peace who sell the finest
Fluff dimes
And twenty nine gram zips
All bagged up on Aven A
The plaza catch the pitch
New Yorks Mets
With fewer threats
Clue or guess
Who true with less
Crew to test
Leaving shoeléss
While regroup I
In Budapest
Johnny Cage'in
Four thirty three moments
First to silence that
Cunning plus I'm devious
Plus courtesy of Deaser, well
I keep it 'Lo abbreviates
I cop the shorts from RRL
It be the window scenes that wrap
My thoughts around
What depreciate
I'm Chuck Norris in Orange loafers
Rap sciences, HG Wells
Have your horoscope
Read horror stories
You don't know me
Peace to all the vegetables
I'm seeing streaks of lemonseeds
My team ain't what it seem to be
We actually rank professional league
See Meez'll hit the high jump
And Cee guard from imposters
Then me, get passed the rock and
Sour pick out all the linemen
Then we alley oop on some street shit
Your teams the weakest
Party ricans
Newark heat trips
Doers feel this
Rolling something up
Purple haze in Chase's pearl Blazer
Fade to lazy, curled up
On some perfect lady's pearl parts
Eating dry figs
Excite her thigh skin
I Rev to 9-10
She give me a light rinse
Then wet her hymen
My Inhalation's inspiration
Jive fakin'
Get no rotation
Cause any statement
Once for lack of
Now its butt-naked back rubs
From my gut-tapered cougar friends
Slate blue trim, some Louvre shit
Paper for a grooving man
Pockets deep in a moving van
Straight to where the water lay
Unleaded regular straight
I Need the nine three
Heavy Lex V8
Bahamas, Norman's Cay
Learjets make the gate
Naples east of medeyates
Submarine estate, remote control
Get it tomorrow, or
Later tonight if size is right
Fade the light
On sight of 5
Twenty three K
Mixed with paste
Fishy smell fix up the trace


Yeah
Grand avenue
Hold me down
The avenue 2K fifth
One three oh Grand
212, 201, 347, 646, 718, 973 niggas
914, 917, 929
Metropolitans
Wide's
All my people locked up
We shall rise word up
Law library books and commissary
You be home soon baby
In the meanwhile
You know im'a keep the shit locked out here
Large sunroofs, busy bodegas
Even the old projects getting renovated up
Yeah
Grand Nexus
Ceven the North Star
Ursa Major
Moon and the stars
Grandeza Records