KiddDaLegend - Collateral Damage [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

"I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot the deputy"
Ooh, ooh, ooooh…

[Verse 1]
Fight fire with fire
The ass-whoopin' is hand-crafted
The man is a sick mixture of Kuklinski and Hannibal
That's like saying the X-Men joined forces with a cannibal
I'm a walking tall giant, except I use the stilts as chopsticks
I got this, nobody here enforcing shit, so you all can't cop this
I rock chains that imitates what the ice is
Head back to Egypt to get all set, like Isis
I'm nice kid, goddamn it I know I am
The first traces of GMO was green eggs and ham
I'm the motherfuckin' man
I don't do the splits unless it's your head, man
And I don't do handstands unless I'm sticking you up, man
Full metal jacket and a full metal alchemist
I forge bars and break bars, the blacksmith of this rap shit
Them boys will get blasted in a battle quick
Even though I said forge bars like a sword
Jack a lantern from a Hallow's Eve party and cut the cord
Put an end to your entire life cycle
Mary Jane couldn't give me a high moment like the Eiffel
That's why my lines punch at niggas, they start up a fistfight, too
I'm the only brotha that's left of the Reich group…

[Hook 2×]
One, two, three, four, five, six
I'm definitely throwin' bones if I ain't throwin' picks
Screw ya crew if you think you can fuck with the Kidd
K-I-DD, the boy jumpstarts a lot of mischief
I'm in this

[Verse 2]
Hot diggity-diggity damn
Like the last verse, I'm the goddamn man
Praise God, cause I'm not usin' the name in vain, and
I move bars like a Game of Fifteen
But the objec of this game is that I spit sixteen
Bars, like a Mardi Gras block party in New Orleans
Cardiac arrest, your heart is committing crimes
Destiny speaks to me, but I don't have a PS4 to play online
She can role play while playing Trey, but keep it on-line
Diversify the odds and get away clean in a black limousine
Or as a matter of fact a black Rover, with both front doors opened up
My attitude towards you is like below-zero sex, cold as fuck
I'm just bold enough to roll it up in a blunt
Smoke it, then wield your cabeza as a football and punt
¿No tengo pantalones, tú quieres mi vato?
¿Tú quieres el bistec un plato?
¿Gritar mi nombre en ingles sin español?
I move her body like them keys, she calls me Paco
Another internet attempt just so I can make it rip
Internet bars, and Gambino says that it's because of it