I-Khan - Down Right Dirty [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: I-KHAN}

Mothafucka thought he was Sam Rothstein
Till I hit his ass with a fucking Stan Ross swing
I hope every hoe know you can't cross kings
If a bitch ain't a queen knock her pants off clean
Don't act hard brethren
I tombstoned this hoe in a graveyard and got locked up for back yard wrestlin'
So bitch are you done yet?
It's a beautiful death when I toss you off a cliff while watching the sunset
Ain't a pot or pan to feed us I'm fucking with the thesis
Like your government shooting down a hologram of Jesus
He's a meat-head with certified street rev
Forget rap dog I'm selling crack on the deep-web
I'm yelling at my girlfriend spazzin' at Maddy
Before I get high and proceed to crashing the caddy
[ERRAHH] you can't find a rapper rapping as nasty
Your better of finding Klohe Kardashians daddy
Fuck it tho yo, that hoe got a Porsche
And all I got is a body controlled by a demonic force
Our mental is the temple to acceding our potential
I resemble the facial structure of speaking to the devil ugh
Errahhs beautiful killing shit as usual replay the track
If you never witnessed a funeral your whole albums Wack
Man that shit is only suitable for faggot ass kids in a high school musical

And you know that.. My dick?
You can hold that
VA's where your hoes at

[Verse 2: I-KHAN}

I'm down right dirty flirty bitches keep your mouth tight
Bet I slap a hoe in 2 seconds and won't count twice
I still lie to hoes and tell em all the shit that sounds nice
But even Blaine couldn't turn a trick into a house wife
It's been a while since I cracked a smile bitches actin foul
Cause' I can't afford a jack or black and mild some how
I'm still getting high till I'm passing out
So anyone that's wants to see me should look at the clouds
And fuck whoevers' looking now laughing loud
Im fresh enough to put Hitlers mustache back in style
Hand me the percocets, I'm tied into a world full of lies
That hides the truth like trannys in turtle necks
They want the mind the soul the body and heart
Ladi dadi fuck a party see were probably apart
Cause' I'm back to a song if u mad hit the bong
I might beat yo fucking ass like my dad did my mom um
Fucking dirt ball I hope earth burns off and spirit start burst
Coming out the fucking church walls, fuck a burial
U cowards shouldn't test the courage
Khan is off his motherfucking rocker like Muriel