Headline - Oldie [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I am a dark dreadful warrior, playing in the dragons den, if you fuck with me I will lay you like a fucking hen
This ain't gangsta rap, this is for the criminals, this is for killers with psychiatric principles
Keep it all subliminal, illuminatic rituals, all these fake rappers sold their souls to the triangles
And Lil Jon's hair is just straight up mangled

Catch me slinging crack at your kindergarten, as far as bars, I am the 300th spartan
Pardon me, I better smarten up, I'm from Bethlehem, cause I don't give a fuck
Shucks, I'm flattered with what you equip, a nice pair of tits fitted perfect for my dick, Bitch

Call me terminally insane, my brain cycles like a tornado out the rain
My flow sick like Cobain huffing paint, soul sold now hell is his only fate, close the gate

Shes barely breathing, emanating semen, trapped inside is her only motherfucking demon
The only reason she left the legion, she was a sweet one, now her pussy beaten
It was my only fear, shotgun a beer and I'm in the clear, I forgot about
Her, all this time its been a blur, Cotton tail tattoo taboos, tipsy turby off that goose juice
Reproduce Proof, that's lightning abuse Zeus. (lada da da da da da daaa)

I'm the incredibly fly kid with the long hair, chilling on my lawn chair, giving you a strong stare
Bring you in Lebron's lair, your balls are stolen, you better check your colon, more seamen than the ocean
(The potions.) Bursting with cheer and envy, I'm showing you I'm ready, I'm gonna break the levee
Here to make you jelly with this lyrical frenzy, I'm the six pack in this pot belly deli
You dirty rascal, you future convict, by the time your my age you'll have nothing accomplished
Should be abolished, society's fallen, your just garbage. Rotted little varmint
First off, this ain't for the faint hearted, you disregarded the fact that I'm kindhearted, and
Kinda hardened, to all this shit. It gets steamier than a nuns cunt up in this bitch