Haas Spitta - Melt Your Heart n Soul [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Adele]
Right under my feet is air made of bricks
It pulls me down and turns me weak for you
I find myself repeatin' like a broken tune
And Im forever excusin' your intentions
Then I give in to my pretendings
Which forgive you each time
Without me knowing
They melt my heart to stone
And I hear your words that I made up
You say my name like there could be an us
I best tidy up my head, Im the only one in love
Im the only one in love

[Verse 1]
You could never catch my number it’s sent from above
That’s why I love when the score is 40 – love, above evil
The flow could break more bones than Robert Knievel
I’m keen with the keystone
Cripple careers let these wack cats know they feeble
We kill people but only hurt they peoples
No freestyles write lyrics where you leave ‘em?
I say over your cerebral, Over ya noggin
But the verses keep fallin to keep ya heads noddin’
Life is short but days are long
I’ve been trying to reach Allah but his system I can’t log in
Oh so long I’ve been longing
The Mecca of rap, and I got the sweetest garden
Where ain’t nobody guardin’ me
My heart is free on this odyssey
You could never beat me logically
The game is mine homie just add apostrophe (Heh!)

[Hook: Adele]


[Verse 2]
I just do it for the passion
Rip these CD’s out the plastic
It’s like I’m heatin’ up out a Tyson chicken package
The industry got dangerous water I’m, ducking and jiving
Tryna catch a hold of ya ear like Mike Tys(Tyson)
In this dirty world where I never lack the raw
Just know we savin’ the blind if you don’t feel me when I spit the braille
Almost 2012, tell ‘em drop the ball on my shoulders
Could carry the end of the world, on the back of this Neanderthal
With no equal, could make a Muslim hug a Hebrew
Right before I took the throne like Saul
The parents saw it in me from the very first words off this baby’s jaw
They try to put down my dreams but I’m still standin’ nice and tall
I got drive but still no license yall
But I’mma still pass ya by, never ending gas supply
Swallow this catastrophe, phenom been above yall like the attic be
The way I put it together you can’t imagine the time it took
Never stop growing yougin with the rhyme jungle book

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Rhyme scheme date back far enough to manufacture Atari
Boy I’m truly sorry but I’ll smack you with my sari
The flow is just so bamari, stay loyal like the Ansari
Fry rappers like calamari and calmly caress ya brain
Like celebrities in the lobby
Paint a perfect picture throughout ya soul and body
While I’m embodied as the cinema
That’s no knock on wood like Bolly
Cosmetic rappers is fake as Barbie
Spit like the bark out a beagle
My flow will have the words on curve like palm trees
When I retire will they have my words on broadcast like Mr. Barkley
Fuck my health but there’s a reason you never saw me, sippin’ on no Bacardi
I just need my mind state closest to godly
Married to the mic, fuck the world with my audio
That’s Weezy F I guess I need more cardio
Give ya soul a heart attack, my mind clustered hardly intact
We all gon’ reach death so I have no fear in being deceased
But I’ll tell you what’s left they’ll never fuckin’ kill my dreams
Got a better chance of Mr. Scarecrow being bold
This wizard is crazy like Ozzy O
So just submit, I was born to melt your heart n’ soul