I.K.P. - Breaking Point [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]:
I guess you thought I was looking in your direction, right?
I guess you think he’s eternally damned because of who he decides to love, right?
Or maybe you think people like us deserve to be scorned, spit on, abused and maimed
Fuck it! I hope your ready for my vengeance

BG Intro: (begins during the third line of intro)
R U READY?
R U READY?
R U READY?
R U READY?

[HOOK 2x]:
I’m being driven to my motherfukkin breaking point
The edge of madness; I’ma shake this joint
And be the nigga that you love to hate
My loose cannon ruptures then it punctuates

[Verse 1]:
You wanna play Russian Roulette wit me?
I put your groin
In the trajectory
Then I lick the blade
Of the bayonet rifle, as I question your reality
And it’s host; mental atrophy
You wanna push me to walk the plank of blasphemy
With acrid assassins after me, huh
But, I got the power to put em in my rhapsody
Pushing them over the edge
My mastery drastically has to be
The factor suffocating you in eternal darkness
Because you harness the constant ignorance you taunt with
I bring promise in every sonnet I’m spawning
The tides - monstrous
Witness what I’m launching
I honestly see you succumbing to your conscience
Your evil is pawn to my strongest contender
When times get intensive remember –

Repeat [HOOK]

[Verse 2]:
I’m taking the direct approach to give you an effective dose
You besta know I come off like gremlins with Tourette’s Syndrome
I stay abreast of oppressive foes
Such as lesser-known heterosexuals at pathetic lows
How do I address the droves?
I’ll force them to respect the flows
By having them sinking down into a genuflecting pose
Reciting eclectic oaths; these blessed souls
Express progressive goals borne from my reflective prose
You don’t wanna test the strength of my testicles
My holier-than-thou attitude may upset some ghosts
Bringin on twelve of those extraterrestrials
That cause ya set to blow, turn ya men to sexless goats
For chauvinistic hedonism as the crescent rose
And unimpressive boasts
Perpetual disgrace brings hornets to ya neck and throat
Ha! Better check ya pulse
Where could you expect to go? Gotta let em know

Repeat [HOOK]

R U READY?
R U READY?

[Verse 3]:
I’m like an anachronism to those that lack the wisdom
To separate fact and fiction under vapid visions
Don’t this mature shit make you wanna grow up
And seek my knowledge like ya trynna unfold my scroll up
I don’t like to deviate; I rather just alleviate
The grief that seems to chase my feeble state to a weaker place
Slaughter the dangerous minds birthing heinous crimes
The game’s designed to slay my kind; maintain us unsanctified
I’m over what you saw on Brokeback Mountain
You are clowning in your town if you keep denouncing
My announcements; pound for pound I’m arousing the interest
Cuz I’m sick of sitting and lounging
All of us can’t be Miss J. Alexander
No disrespect; No libel, no slander
Never been to jail and I was never molested
Best if you contest the issue with my message
Blame the one that raped you, not a whole group of people
Go read that motherfukker his rights if he sees you
If you thinking homosexuals are weak fools
Go tell her what you think -
Discover if she won’t treat you like an equal
Spitting in your face today
Finding her graces; engulfing your place in flames
Taking it back to the days of Sodom and Gomorrah
To admonish the Biblical hexes you spew forward
I know what’s more horrid;
The stories of hate never reported that the media forfeits exploring

Repeat [HOOK]