Kommunist Kid - Karaoke [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Kommunist Kid]
Strolled and told the karaoke machine to play it
Hope you know all the hokeys with lean are playin
Folks with no artichoke esteem act faded
Flow rich Mozart teen lowkey symphony act naked

[Verse 1: Kommunist Kid]
Gassing this gathering, slander the Mandarin
Beneath the man isn't a soul but a hole of dagger nicks
Maneuver with power held behind the crown jewelry
Pouting dudes, shrewd and sour tryina make a fool of me
Super rapper, duked and dapper, gooning saying do it please
Rue the hour you and falcons fucked over the loon in breifs
Alone and breif, proletarian of the dark
Choke and queef, don't let airing in or a spark goes
Up in your nostrils, inflamed but this is not a drill
Lame's business cost ability of iris silk
Roll off and he thrashes, thinking he a savage
Bitch the fucking fact is, your Brad Pitt needs practice
Organs are slashing
Like criss cross, don't cross Rick or Riff's boss'll make adam's apple applesauce
Dabble in the Tik Tok and ribbed Keisha in the rental
Sabbath in its prime, this a hip hop essential

[Verse 2: Kommunist Kid]
Boom bap, back on that rabid goon rap
Rigorously ignorant, brown rabbit swoon fat
With the rancid rancor uncanny to an anthrax
Thrashing out the pragmatic mindset of a cat's hat
Sam I am, fag you are, and last chance for recognizance
New car, reckon last
Knave connive naive peeps, same God eye Rafiki
Far out in isles- the raft sinking
Corporeal espionage, slipping in your mind's eye
Hope you don't mind, caricature'll be matching me
Cleric mature still he catching me, the stigma sure is needs family
Rip weeds of damn near slapping me, Ferris Bueller on catastrophe
One, two lock your grandmas up
Corny kernels popping sacrilege of Santa fuck
Terror from the terrible team got you delirious
Terror squads be fearing us, see bearded thugs on Channel Fux

[Verse 3: Kommunist Kid]
Gambling with tit tatted aliens
Only toe the tic tac with a knick knack of an alias
Braggadocios bravado from the macho conquistador
Bark bark growl growl, nark nark foul foul
Rep Riff Raff, sacking those who allude path paving psyco path extraordinaire
Left an extra o in there
Psuedo-science under the pseudonym Hail from Hims
Sumos swimming in Calvin's piss, posted up on rail of whips
Derail a ship, if it fails to sit
Got a whole squad of Yetis who pray to just be hailing him
Spray the confetti of cum on any Betty who claim that she be dangerous
Cower when assailants hit
Matadors be seeing red but it don't be fazing him
Sail on a different wavelength of what you saying bitch
Fake a tit, fucking tin compared to my favorite
Bayonet pulled when ever he berating him

[Verse 4: Kommunist Kid]
Green grouchy Grinch, seen in bandages
Cause your bitch packs a mean mouthy pinch
Fuck up with the pouty shit, tired of little miss hourly fits
Doubting this, tires on 'em, new Under Armour threads
New balance, been training in the Himalayas
Never knew I need talent, spawn of him and Leia's
This the dawn of greying sprayers
Seat belts get fastened, 'fore you know what happened
Dim the lights before they pray to us
The praetor and pharoah, putting rings on your anus
Grater of great ho's butts, single for lady only famous
Chest full of trinkets and old novelties
Spent from Christmas, at the local Dollar Tree
Rolling over record finesse, off downing Ricola-laced Guiness cola
Toasting men who roasted Israelite
Acidic Hasidic, past cynic rad limits
Damn menace, grab meth, am Fett, a mean duplicate