KenSon (formerly Emmo the kid) - Who U Tellin' [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Emcees left with their neck in a noose
Punishment, not for lies but rejecting the truth
Feeling like the Notorious, Gimme the loot!
Jack crews, leave them without a penny to use
This the way that it goes when it's hike, drop back
Mike Vick to Desean Jackson bomb that
The long range arc is vital to survival
Lost track of time steady working for the title
Gotta get a few dollars for every hour I've been breathin'
Sports take breaks but it's always money season
And it's not a game contrary to what you thinkin'
Knocking off your head for them Abraham Lincolns
Green backs we breed them, this life is hectic
Smoking hella weed and going on a head trip
Thanks for the moment, Jah always blessed
Hand me down shoes make it easier to step in

[Verse 2]
Hate if you want bitch, my bars impressive
Like Brazilian Jiu Jitsu guards aggressive
Pawn in the grand scheme giving two fucks
Transcend when I get to the end now what you want
Put on for my city, CAL Bears hoody
Suckers shouldn't try to push me cause I'm not that pushy
You know me, it's the kid, walk the streets like I run em all
Rock a pair of old jeans and a pair of older drawers
Sick, putrid, every time I do this
Going half stupid, listening to music
Homies in the whip, roll a blunt and we cruisin'
Heavy on the bars niggas think that we juicin'
Impact your rhythm like a hit from Ray Lewis
Or sex with conception, that balance getting boosted
Miraculous rhymes got a habit for producin'
I'm infecting your thoughts call it habitat intrusion

[Verse 3]
Motherfucking pharoah with a staff and a crown
Greet the family with a hug then a dap and a pound
Erecting pyramids that yet haven't been found
And those who try to raid my treasure getting trapped in the ground
Ever present, eternal, contact with extraterrestrials
Supersede the terrain turning dummies to vegetables
Watch a commom situation turn into a spectacle
Niggas think they hard grabbing non-existent genitals
You get exposed like a Playboy centerfold
Trimming off the fat to the flow, but when you meet me though
Recognize I'm cooking cause the seasoning's there
Too many rushing for the pinnacle and need to prepare
I'm raw and hot, call that rare
Stake my claim in this thing, balaclava or bare face
Kick in the door break it off at the hinges
Now it's torture, jamming them with dirty syringes