In2ition - Nameless [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Rip up pages like they're shit
Throw it away, fuck it, man, I hate rap music
So many rappers that use the same word at the end of each line
And think that that's a rhyme
Like 'you're gonna be what I'm gonna be
Because you're never gonna be me and you're never gonna see what I'm gonna see
You think that you're better than me? Well you're not gonna be me!'
You see? That shit, it fucking annoys me
It's just the same word every time
Just cause it fucking rhymes, doesn't mean that it's clever
I mean, you think that you spit it faster
Whether you choose to or not because you're just snot
You belong in a tissue. Don't ask me to bless you
When you were little, I hope someone caressed you
If you ask him to, I'm sure Ian Watkins might do
Be his little LostProphet, his little miss Muffet
Come sit on his tuffet, let him put his hands on your muffin
Oh bitch, what you gonna say now, huh?
People say that I'm too sick; I don't give a shit about it
But I suppose I better keep one eye on my medication
While I keep the other eye on fucking your tits
Well, I never did very well with that education
Nah, nah, never did very well with that education
Barely understood anything with this head of Satan
Those dark thoughts popping up into my mind
I've tried, I've tried, I've tried exercise
Running around, getting on my bike, but in the end
We had to exorcise all of it. Had a priest turn up to my house
If you ask me, he looked a little bit shady
When he turned around to come inside
And then his eyes fixed on me like I was his prize
He began to prize open his case
Took out the bible and the cross, large-size
And then he began to realise that I was gonna be his hardest challenge yet
And you know what? I bet at that point in time
He realised that he was gonna end it the same way that he did when he came in the door
Yeah, with him screaming out of it a minute later
Oh, whatever's in me is just a sin
And it's been living in me since I can remember
And I'm sorry if that bothers you
But to be honest, I don't care
And if you don't wanna listen to my music, don't dare
What, you think you're gonna do me a favour?
Ah, bring me and fetch me that Taser
Yeah, I'm gonna give you a teaser
I'm just gonna give you a little sneak-peak trailer
Yeah, on the table where
All the toys that I'm gonna use to torture you later are
Yeah there, bring it here, stand still now, oh yeah
[Electric shock noise] Yeah!
Went down like a bear in front of a shotgun
Now let me tear you a new asshole cause I know that you ain't got one
Mother-fuckers stare at my rap king chair
Ah, want it to be theirs
They'll have to take it from my lifeless metacarpals
Cause I ain't just gonna stand here and give it up
I'm not a fucking fool; I'm a star, yo!
Ah, but if you bring it to me again
You're gonna get a mouthful of teeth and flesh
So I suggest that you try your best to stay out of my way
If you don't, I can't say that you'll be safe
It'll be the exact opposite, actually
Hey man, we're talking mother-fucking end of days
Arnie Schwarzenegger shit, mother-fucker
Ah, now I'm gonna freestyle from here
Yeah, let's put a stop at the door here