KMX - Here I Go (feat. Mel Supreme) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hook (Mel Supreme)
Here I go, here I go you can't stop me
Where I'm headed man I don't know
But one things for sure
One things for sure you can't drop me
I promise you that I won't fold
Here I go, I said here I go you can't stop me
Where I'm headed man I don't know
But one things for sure
One things for sure you can't drop me
I promise you that I won't fold
So here I go

Verse #1 (KMX)
I got heat just like a radiator
Slaying these beats like a dragon I'm a gladiator
Cats ain't tough they soft cherries
My vocab sick as if I'm a motherfucking dictionary
It's KMX but you could call me Webster
Me and Mel stay in the lab like dexter
My lyrics sick poison it will infect ya
Cuffing these hoes these cats are so lame
Anonymous ass niggas with no names
They have no game
KMX and Mel Supreme spit fire nigga
Our lyrics on propane
Disrespect us that will be the end of it
The best underground rappers is me and benefit
I let that gat pop you hear the fucking thunder girl
I'm sending all wack emcees to the underworld
I'm stressed so I be smoking the blunts
Grandfather mad cause I don't visit enough

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Verse #2 (Mel Supreme)
Ayo I'm coming for whatever spot the top be
Hating cause these homo coppers they can't knock me
Moving fast no Dalmatian you can't spot me
A Spanish nigga spitting that crack no papi
Huh I'm so rocky look at the way I knock em out
And FedEx with my lines the way I box them out
When I spit I wet it up you niggas cotton mouth
So like you niggas look in the mirror
You better watch your mouth
That's what I'm talking about
This here is detonation
And even though I feel lost I know my destination
I do this rap like breathing I call it respiration
Every track first place taken
I'm tryna shake the nation
Ha you see Mel gotta Funk like Flex
And I be marking every letter so does KMX
We aiming for big cash a black AMX
And even when I'm on I'm still staying next
So here I go

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Verse #3A (KMX)
I'm just fed up with certain people shit
I'm new school but old fashioned like Quaker Grits
I just wanna make cake like a bakery
And everyone in the world seeming fucking fake to me
Even my own wifey was deceiving me
No support Ripley's didn't believe in me
When the money come bitches wanna sleep with me
No love for yall you niggas can't eat with me

Verse #3B (Mel Supreme)
I'm tired of the fake niggas in my hood
They around me when I got bread
But it's all good cause when I'm on
All them fake niggas gonna be dead
I been threw the worst of shit
All the pain that's in my head
Mel Supreme and KMX just remember what we said

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