J.K. The Reaper - KIDBUU [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: J.K. The Reaper]

Ever since I was younger I feel like you couldn't kill me
So I feel like I'm invincible, move like I'm invisible
I'm a walking mannequin with a lightsaber, I'm Anakin
I show you why you a bitch if you acting like a man again
Bitch, I'm the man again
No two specific niggas that can't stand my shit
So I made them sit out
Wanna call the TV "Cribs" just to tell them get out
I think it's ironic cause I ain't got my own crib
But fuck it I'm still more important than famous off recording
And killing niggas in sight you got bars, but you're boring
I swear to God, y'all trying so hard
I do to but the difference is that I go off
Slim Shady is God and Jesus is Asher Roth
I'd be in the Bible too if my skin tone wasn't as dark
As my thoughts
Yo, I feel like KID BUU
Even though my skin pink don't try to play me like a pussy
Hope you got strong teeth cause you about to bite the bullet
I show you how you a rookie say you in the trap cooking
Really you baking cookies, I evil laugh at you niggas
Oxymoron, pull a ski mask on you niggas
I figure eight more bars cause yo you Kendrick ain't the only one
I wrote this in the back of the Bible cause I'm the Holy One
Beat you with a golf club, tryna get a hole-in-one
Nigga you a lesbian couple that's two holes in one
And that mean you too pussy to fuck with me to ill us out
Took twenty-two mixtapes to show you niggas
And they sound like albums but they free
So H-A-O me nigga
You know me nigga
That's how I'm saying nigga
So I'mma call you rappers buttcheeks
Cause all you do is talk shit, bitch I'm playing San Adreas
Got Denise on my dick
Yo, I should build houses the way I lay bricks
I'm a wolf and you a pig
Your house made of sticks
I'mma roll this blunt up and I'mma blow this bitch down
I want All Gold Everything, I'm Trinidad James, cause I ain't got no deal
I can't deal but still I'm still here, little fucker
Play this on my time you tryna edge you think you know me
You can suck it I'm X-Pac and Roll Dawg's my homie
Got the biggest house in the world, why, because I'm homeless
I should run for president, but I ain't never voted
I hope Diddy don't kill me, because I'm making the bang
FANG LIFE is the name, we mastered the plan, I feel like D12
Blue and yellow purple pills all in my head, damn bitch
I got the proof this ain't a spoof, gimme the loot, gimme the loot
Bitch I'm Biggie in this booth I need more room
So I can get tatted up just like you
Wear studded hats and leather chaps just like you
Wear Versace, buy myself some Pyrex too
With a jean jacket, to match my douchebag shoes
Get into fashion so I can bitch like Kanye too
And you can call me a genius
For making grown-man pants diapers
And find a slutty celeb, and wife her
A drop an album called Yeezus with no artwork
And watch your stupid, dumb ass buy it
I hate rich niggas, and I hate rich nigga problems
Cause unlike Drake I'm broke and still at the bottom
Fuck, somebody teach me how to stunt
All I know is dirty Vans and fucking shit up
This rap game is so ass now I'mma fuck this shit up
And nobody making hot shit no God y'all suck
Shoutout to Big K.R.I.T. best song of the year is Mount Olympus
Y'all stuck
I feel like I'm Scrooge McDuck
Taking shots but a duck I feel sick when I spit, bitch
I might throw up
Everybody wanna make it, you got it, good luck
Ey, ey, I teach you how to stunt
I'm Evel Knievel with this bitch
Keep screaming, I kill Vageta, I don't really give a fuck
[?] the way you can kill me is to get in my head
Now I don't really give a fuck
Bitch, I don't really give a fuck
Pyramid posse I don't really give a fuck