King K.O.N.G. - No Need [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(This is a journey into sound)

VERSE 1
(King K.O.N.G.)
First thing's first
I'm a rapper with a purpose
I hear the radio and
All they plain in absurd shit
I wanna hear some verbiage
Maybe switch up the wordage
A version of the shit
But ya'll are just small terdage
I'm jus' tryin' to curve it
I know it can't be perfect
But hopefully you understand it
Depending how I word it
Did I explain it well
Or should I just try to reblurt it
Already fucked this bitch
So no need to try to reflirt it
Cattle in a line
No need to reheard it
I wanna kill this beat past murdered
So I'mma grill ya like we do to burgers
Wipin' the slate clean
No need for detergent
Sorry if my spit hit ya
But I didn't mean for it to burn ya
So turn ya ass around
Travel back to the lost and found
I'm sure it's where your hopes and dreams at now
But I thought you were homeward bound
I guess I came with a different sound
That crushed you like a coke can on the ground
With just one pound on your town

(Chorus)
No need for a hook
So there's no need to look
Cause there's no need
To get your life took
Definitely not a rook
So I won't be juked or booked
So I guess I'm blessed as a smooth crook
No need for a hook
So there's no need to look
Cause there's no need
To get your life took
No need for pain
Time to change reigns
That's the sole reason Kong came

(VERSE 2)
No need for greed
I get it with ease
Movin' at god's speed
Has become effortless to achieve
Believe the deed done
To feed the seed sun
Hopefully still got a team
To say that "We won" time spun turn back to 91
Where every rapper sayin' it really did own a gun
Weren't just words comin out they mouths for fun
Like all these presently ab-libbin a ton (UHH)
You can pretend you ain't the one
I'm just teachin' you like fathering a son
Who I'm about to shun
Let you become a fucked up bum addicted to rum
And tums with blackened parts of lungs
And bank accounts with low sums just for fun
Who gets dirty looks at the dinner table
Everytime he comes and this fake praise
I don't know where it's coming from
But it seems all these dumb fucks getting some


(Chorus)
No need for a hook
So there's no need to look
Cause there's no need
To get your life took
Definitely not a rook
So I won't be juked or booked
So I guess I'm blessed as a smooth crook
No need for a hook
So there's no need to look
Cause there's no need
To get your life took
No need for pain
Time to change reigns
That's the sole reason Kong came

(VERSE 3)
No need to be humble
I don't fumble when I rumble
I'll make you take a tumble
You bunch of fuckin' bundles of sticks
Where the fucks your twigs?
I mean your midget dicks
The ones that you put and
The ladies be like where is it?
She look at you like "that shit was too easy to fit"
She look at me like "well if you can get it in"
But don't sweat that
I wouldn't fret that
Just bet that
I'm up next cat