Intalek - Beautiful Noise [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Such a collision with this rap division
The incision I leave with unmasked wisdom
Pay attention to truth / as I plant feet in the booth
Grow like seed / wither emcees who's bitter with me
Trying to be on top of the league
Play 1000 below
Growth continue to flow / turn it up
Catch the drift / I float while I blow it up
To hit them harder than an upper cut below the gut
Yeah y'all notice the way that I promote the strut
Like VCU / he be truth let the TV loose
And let the show em up
I was told to dumb it down to capture a crowd
But my fan base, I think I captured them now
Enslave their brains / tie chains to their necks
Force others to respect the Intalek / I been a threat
I said it best back when I was jotting this
Plotting this / making my music / killing the novices
Told your honor this music is just some honest shit
How was I to know that the audience loved common sense?
Huh...
Then I continued with my stroll
Taking them on a tour of my city without a toll
No dinner bread plated / see the way that I roll
I'm driving this plane / I seem to be in control
Seatbelts strapped / buckle for safety
As I safely hit the track at a great speed
Mach G forces like Porsche convertible doors to lift
Cooler than winter AC
Competitors still be tryna chase me
We're not the same like Cagney and Lacey
Look at them / scraggly and pasty
Please pass the torch and thank you / You made me
Better than ever before
Sealing the cellar door shut / no underground floor
Cause I'm headed to the sky when I jump / level off
Anything remaining in the luck, roll seven more
More chances up, roll seven more
Until seven is the number of the devil
Tell God the rebel in me is tryna chill out
Cause the saint in me is building tryna get out
I'm in the building bring the real out
I'll show them what the real bout
Just place my skeleton in a shrine when I die
Watch the sun ray hit it and I shine / sunshades
Jump inside son brain like daddies
Son plain as patty with the cheese missing
Niggas get aggy with the superstition
Just another ghost trapped in the system badly
So I / whisper every time that that beat play
Every kick, snare I get near like shaved legs
Along with the ghost metaphor, I guess I'm just great dead
Applause
My third eye spot em on the third try
Then I zoom on the target with a bird eye
I went from Theodore to Intalek to 'just-some-nerd-guy'
I prefer to rhyme better sipping turpentine
Swallow a prescribed dose of what a nurse can find
Like I failed my NCLEX
Yet him best with the bars he lifts no bench press
I guess
Crazy as it seems, this how I play in my dreams
So don't roll the credits 'til we play every scene
Score by Ritchcraft / you can enjoy
Intalek brings the words / Beautiful Noise