H - J [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse - Shuffle .T.]
Never Even blundered - Why am I never falling?
Perfect three hundred - I strike like I'm bowlingSicker than the plague I'm here to wipe ya'll out
William Hague - You'll never change my mouthDifferent page - papyrus is outI'm ahead of my age - Miley Cyrus don't shoutThe Sirens are loud, no Poseidon around
No Titans are found and all the Cyclops are down
Kickin up Sickin up bitch y'ain't quick enough
Drop the pace hold the shit still now pick it upCowered away how dare he have given up
Don't cry over spilt milk dick lick it upDouble 'double 'm'' double 's' I don't give a fuckDe-clawed these paws no tail - still a muttGlass half full full of spit man sip it upClock faces like a second hand give it up
Better watch it my man I'm living upI quit my day-job, you keep your living upDrink the game down bitch yeah my sippy cup
Throw it up in your face - sick - Seven UpSteal my flow cos you just can't get enough
I go so hard yo bro's can't get it upFive fingers to the face - give your lip a cut
Glue you to the roof - raise it - stick 'um upSue that dude with the new crew who
Sees all the fun in the doom and gloom
There's a clown in the Haulocaust using a broomSweepin up and away all the wounded tunes
Bodies stack like Jenga - raise ya game upOr get sent back to the place ya came from
Intense past you I spat amazing
You're missing a flow-er - lackadaisical
I charged the entrance - I Billed the GatesRap's shining light - Heavy's still the weightFlow's so wet that you need gills to play
Taste your own meds boy put the pills away
So out cold that I stay still for daysYou're selling out like you got bills to pay
Put your hand to the window feel the painSpit so cold now there's no need to rain
I'm so Max hard - you're Micro softYou can't see me man like the lights are offYou all better know - cos' it's up on the test
There's no wetter flow, you just fucked with the best
I'm up dropping beats like the fucking next RuskoHitting that shit like a fucking ex-boxerDouble entendre trouble up on yaHit more bars than a toddler fondlerPull ya socks up - I got thigh highs
Try to deny that I fly like timeThat's not relative - no family treeAnd I'm plannin to be who I'm plannin to be