Jony Quest - Poundcake Remix [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[verse 1 Jony Quest]

Im a good fella like Robert Dinero
Yall freeze up when ya see me Im sub zero
Every line I spit is a smoke session with budda and Einstein
Like hopsin I got an ill mind
Authentic rolex, this rap shit takes real time
You don't even need hands to really feel mine
Im comin for ya throat just like red wine
Every single word I utter is murder and homicide
Halfway thru the verse someone call the ambulance and the morgue
Hit man with these lines my skill you cannot afford
Im worth at least 50 thousand a letter
Cause no one in the industry is any fucking better
At decapitating heads like its mid evil times
Then I am with these motherfucking axe swinging rhymes
Burning trees down like forest fires inside the hotel
No fruit just bought my girl some coco channel
Eat the pussy like a fruit and it taste well
I get her wetter then the residence of sea shells
To duplicate my style yall are not able
When I spit its showtime like you got good cable!

[hook plays]

[verse 2 Jony Quest]

Make make make make make make make
Gotta make this cash for heavens sake
I eat the icing off her cake, cake cake cake cake cake cake
Yall like carvel cakes ya rhymes are way too sweet
Chris Anderson, mine just bring the heat
Solar panels, saunas, florida streets
People at the opera, you can take a seat
I spit hearse's I don't spit verses
The rap game doesn't even really deserve this
To all the labels signing me would be a wise purchase
Like the bible words written for a higher purpose
Spit with no mercy like big sean you can swerve bitch
Mary jane addiction, I feed all burning desires
Childish Gambino my flow is a bonfire
Childish Gambino my flow is a bonfire!!

[song plays quick hook]

[verse 3 Jony Quest]

I dive back in, like a public pool
Yall been washed up, like ja rule
I make sense, like 50 cents
Flows an Obama nation I should be president
I know Id probably do a better job
Make em say WHOA like black rob
My flows og like a pair of bred 1s
Mcdonalds and wendys I am getting bread son
Couple puffs of the joint and im up there with the sun
Taking shots at the bar! PHOENIX SUNS!
Im THE GAME like a blood from cali
Got ya hands up just like a pep rally
I been schoolin niggas every since I was in middle school
Yall like humid weather, yall were never cool
Callin the industry out like a megaphone
Tombstone flow I kill that is set in stone
I want all the rings, Olympics logo
Ready for war with these stars hans solo
If rap was a home id be on house arrest
No cartoon, but this was Jony Quest