Jack the Ripper - Tat's On My Arm Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro Jack Tha Ripper]
Wuz up World? It's Jack Tha Ripper! (Yeah, where them tats at? Where them tats at?)
Breaking news reporting live!Yeah, yeah! (Where them tats at at? Where them tats at? Yeah!)

[Verse 1: Jack Tha Ripper]
Jack back up in it
Dreamchasin' I'm winning
No tats on my arm but this pen got ink it
I put my life on this pad just to make these haters mad
I used to test that dodie, finally found a way to pass
Too many hoes and bitches, I ain't got no time to listen
To all the real women, cook and clean them dishes
If she bite you know I'm fishin'
Kill that pussy I'm on a mission
Yeah I'm on it I been sippin'
Knock it out the park if she pitchin'
Give 'em dick pay 'em no mind
Fuck brauds in the dark don't let they ass shine
They say I'm cheatin' I cut in line
But I don't fuck in public thats out of line
Back to the money, back to the paper
Back to the grind like an X Games skater
Stackin' my chips like Moneymaker
I never bluff, I'm a muthafuckin' playa!
Hold up! Did you catch that?
Poke her face, I got a good hand
I fly in that pussy need a place to land
Call me Randy Savage I'm Macho Man
Hey what's the number? My phone don't dance
Brainstorm, I don't need a plan
Get on yo' knees, get out those stands
I'm hot bitch, but I can use a fan
Jimmy Neutron what I'm talkin'
If she ain't bout it then she walkin'
You know me, steady bossin'
That last bar keep they ass from stalkin'
Hold up! Wait a minute!
Let me put some Ripper in it
I'm flowin' smooth call it shippin'
They want love I give 'em vision
Raw and uncut no surprise
Like the fifth wheel I let it ride
My heart is in heaven can't take my pride
I'm the shit, hold the flies
I'm spittin' like I'm pissed off
Goin' hard cause the pussy soft
I'm high off bars in the loft
Homicide, mic traced in white chalk
We rapping the beat like duck tape
Ahead of the competition in white tape
Crazy insane, I'm in a good place
Go hard or go home cause I can't go fake
I'm something else, ain't that the truth
Sittin' on the throne, king in the booth
Ugly hoes want magic, I make 'em poof
I'm on another level, you can't do what I do
Hide and seek, I know ya'll see me
Three degrees, you can't beat me
Never been a slave, you can't beat me
Buzzing like a bee, you can't beez me
In Texas is where I be
I'm single too, no papi
But all the females they like me
They pray for dick, God speed
Breaking records, I'm a site to see
To smart to rap, I'm geeky
I take arrest when she cuff me
Front door, you better peep me
Taking all the cheese like paparazzi
I shook up the world like Ali
I'm goin' in like an I-V
No needle get 'em IV

[Verse 2: IV]
Tats all on my arm
And all over my shoulder
Wrist game so icy but the heel game is even colder
It's my ambition bitch! It's my ambition bitch!
Kush gets me lifted bitch! Kush gets me lifted bitch!
I ain't with the braggin' see I'm tryin' to focus
Ridin' round and gettin' trying to peel out in that Lotus
Where niggas callin' me Lotus, cause I got that bomb
Subscribe to my website, badbitch.com
These hoes tryin' to beat me
These niggas tryin' to eat me
They all yellin' out feed me
Bout my stacks so it ain't that easy
Tats all on my hips
Designers all on my body
Tiffany all around my neck Lipgloss all over my lips
Come see me for that superleak they callin' it drip drip
All bout my Grand Hustle but I ain't signed to Tip
Fuckin' with Jack Tha Rip he beat the pussy black and blue
Alpha swag, never reppin' the crips so I got the bitches lovin' the crew
Black History MLK
Malcolm X he won a few
Jack paid the dues
And for yall lost hoes get a clue!

[Outro: Jack Tha Ripper]
The End Is Near...