Great Dain - Lloyd Braun [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Great Dain]
Yeah, ain't nobody quite like me
Bright like a high beam, highly enticing
Yup, in the lab you will find me
Making dope beats while I'm smoking on a pine tree
Fly like a sky chief, super dynamite speech
God damn, y'all so vain like an I.V
Killing shit daily and nightly
The chances of anyone Beating Great Dain are unlikely
Yeah, and that's just the truth bitch
If you'll ain't hear it raw, here's a fucking Q-Tip
Everything you say is stupid and useless
Quit rapping cause you're sounding like the Looney Toons pig
Ooh shit, I be clowning on you MCs
My ten-speed's way fresher than your Bentley
Moving too quick, y'all can never even get me
Cruising down the street at a military jet speed
And I'm the dude of the century
Phony-ass rappers are my number one pet peeve
Even Jet Li freaking envys me
Cause I'm karate chopping every last beat 'til it's dead meat
Yeah, and I'm better than you
And I'm better than your little bitch friend at school
Quit hitting me up saying "you're rapping's cool"
"send me beats man, I wanna collab with you", No!
Dude, I make a beat for enjoyment
Not for all you stupid ass geeks to destroy it
Ain;t nobody wanna listen to your voice, kid
Might as well flush the god damn week down the toilet
Cause I ain't wasting my time on some bullshit
I'm better off alone like Macaulay Culkin
While I do the locomotion, blowing Os in the open
Man I'm way too dope when I'm focused
Yeah, and I'mma do what I fricking want
Ain't nobody but me's gonna be the boss
Living on the streets, so I'm sleeping in a fricking car
I don't even really give a fuck if I don't eat at all
Mr. Awkward, singing like a songbird
Dale Doback when I'm leaping out the chopper
Little Focker, Pez pill popper
I don't care what your temp is, I'm still hotter
Fricking bonkers, flow dirty like my fish's water
Better yet my flow clean like a dishwasher
I spit hotter than those impostors
And you're wondering why I'm such a shit talker
Yeah, being sick ain't an option
Y'all feeling me like your hands on my johnson
Shit, and I don't even got a conscience
Insane man, yeah I'm on some Lloyd Braun shit