Jay Lyricz - Molliwopped Remix [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Ooh, I sound like Trey Songz, I sound like Michael Jackson

[Verse]
Yo... There's levels to this shit, the underground, the better
This track's wetter because I run this spit, where's my letter?
Send her, text messages, she gonna let me hit, car accidents
Then I dip, zip your lip, shit, lock it, Maid Marian
As I run this hit, Sonic, no contacting him
Hit the road with Jack and no insurance
Endurance ensuring I'll be exploring more, words are door-hinges
This is just practices, Annoying as Oranges
Rolls of sticky green, cactuses
Cacti; I only see right like Left Eye, no Slick Rick
Team's demon, drown in seamen, back-hand a bitch
Give it to her Raw like Deshawn's glasses is...
Flowing straight out of aqueducts
Accurate, your whack as fuck, catching up
Like Heinz, your hindsight of us
Got shit to stick to the brain
Like she swallowed my nut
Gobbled it up, spent Thanksgiving thanking her
Jacked off sixth sequence, because when I ain't recording
This virgin is working on the closest thing to sex
Until it's hurting and I'm jerking
With my grandmother's Neosporin she got from the market
Never stopping until I'm cumming a carton... (Yucky)
Act spectacular, but equivalent to a kick-flip
When the fuck these misfits became so outstanding
Cut so quick, blue, Blood Crip, like a set trip
Mouth been a lethal weapon, blow your head off
Death sentences, Jeffrey Dahmer of grammar
Work harder than Karrine knees, please... Fein for the D
Jesus, he spits more illness than Martin Sheen's penis
Leader of the coldest team, and I am just a figure
So why shouldn't I end it here... Nigga?