Hassaan Mackey and Kev Brown - Money Mike [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro:]
Its Low Budget, rock rock on
Its Young Mackey, rock rock on
Harry, rock rock on

[Verse 1:]
Check it, Star of the ghetto we grew up around metal raisers
My Uncle Mike bust a travel fox several flavours
Used to pile up to be in with Jamaican neighbours
Caressing the corners on Clifford Ave getting paper
While you was broke chance somethin to smoke
Strips of duct tape draped and we ripped on your coat
Your baby momma stay stuffed a piss knife in her throat
Til her eyes bulge out and she ready to choke
Still be ready to stroke til she out for the count
She know them low budget boys be rocking the house
Disagreement with the kid get you boxed in the mouth
Hassaan Mackey is the shit he be rocking it out
It’s as sick as it sounds bullet be rocking the browned out
The bullet be down quick you get beat to the ground
It’s as sick as it sounds when i be rocking the browned out
You'd have to get down quick or get beat to the ground

[Verse 2:]
How am suppose to follow that with a sixteen
Saw when the rap man came with the guillotine
Move forward full steam came with a tool ball loop
To blow your wack beats to smithereens
Fans from old head down to teens
Rainy day music crack for the fiends
Rolling in your [?] with your pocket on lean
Waiting for the day we get the pockets on green
Soon come stay tuned ready to clean
House, guess who is holding the broom
I make beats but they want me to rap
Ma man told me to give it to y’all
Go in and not stop

[Verse 3:]
Allow me to introduce you to the new dude Mack
Hungrier than bruce bruce snacking on two scoops of fruit loops
Bars of truth putting up with star as a new group
I should be called couple of screws loose
New and improved, competition feeling bluer than snoop
The budget is low so we after that scrooge loo
Please don't confuse us
Between the two of us you coming up shorter than the special needs school bus
Best believe, true enough these weaker MCs should uphold
Try to get on my level you might bleed through your nose
From the altitude my style is rude interrupt ya
Then sit your ass down like a Usher
Im all that with a bag of chips
Cold cut sub with mustard
Good luck bruh, you know you done fucked up
Take it as a warning, its the medicine take it in the morning
You can either let us in or we storm in, Nigga!