Jimmy E.L.E - Ayahuasca King Kong Kukulkan [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Jimmy E.L.E]
Battle lines are being drawn!
It's time for war!
Step up and fight for your rights!
Stop letting them tell you what to do!
Free yourself!
Free your mind!
With ELEAdelph-type rhymes!
Uh!
Uh-huh, yeah!

[Verse 1: Jimmy E.L.E]
Stomp in like elephants, the E.L.E will back-slap all malevolence
My level's at the level of a lance aimed at their damn throats, lava flows
Liquidating foes; they don't stand a chance, bro
I'll rain-dance on their fucking corpse, Navajo
The navaja is concealed under the navel it gets real
When it gets fatal, In Nevada I bodied the devil for wearing his Prada
The fucker told me "gracias," I told him "de nada"
I'm the top scholar, so pay the top dollar
From Masaya Nicaragua gotta pop my collar
I pray to Allah, and say "Inshallah"
God willing that I make a killing off you fucking nalgas
Assed-out emcees get smacked out of this century
By the emcee with the scent of trees
Moving like a killer bee, writing rappers' eulogies
In terrible, triumphant trilogies; the E-Mishene's
Symphonies compliment the E.L.E virtually
So search for me on Google and you'll find the best work from me
Cock-a-doodle, rise and shine; cock the noodle, cock the nine
Dr. Gritty, Dr. Grime; catch me in an octagon
Banging heads like Coctomom, wisdom like Sulaiman
Slick enough to fool a 'mon, spit like Rick the Ruler mon
Split the Mayan Yucatan, you can try the brew I'm on
Ayahuasca King Kong Kukulkan!

[Intermission: Jimmy E.L.E]
I apologize ahead of time for the damage I am going to do to the molecules of the fools that can't handle jewels!

[Hook: Jimmy E.L.E]
Fuck you! I don't care by the hairs on my shin
Best beware; I will win anywhere you put me, then
I'mma spin the world off its axis for practice
I'mma spin the world off its axis for practice
Fuck you! I don't care by the hairs on my chin
Best beware; I will win anywhere you put me, then
I'mma spin the world off its axis for practice
Put a fake rapper underneath my fucking mattress!

[Verse 2: Jimmy E.L.E]
Earthquaking with the verse shaking, burst through the megahertz with the herb baking
These Smurfs laden with flaws, I put 'em on the curb breaking their jaws
Observe them get served, then watch 'em get shaken and mauled
I ask y'all: what are the laws if they're unjust?
Then I'm breaking them all, it's just us making the call
No justice, so trust this: if emcees get Elmer Fudd kid, I'm coming with the musket--FUCK IT!
They must get, annihilated and violated, don't get it faded
Not a masochist sadist, let me just say this:
If they decide to play this and hate it, then I'm invading their little maggot-ass playlist with the greatest
Dilated versions of verses and curses on curses
On persons loving their own enslavement you can catch me past the pavement
Serving these ass-backwards rappers with an affidavit
Not since the days of David against Goliath has a lion been known to take down a giant
Breath's defying the laws of science with set defiance, and I am not even trying
No, I'm not even trying...