Kool A.D. - Finito Posse Jawn [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Chaz Van Queen]
My name’s Donny Hathaway
Chaz Van Happy Day
Meet something nice then I Tom Hanks Castaway
You having nightmares sleeping off that Alizé
I Pinot Grigio [?] wait [?]
[?] Africa
[?]
Harlem, Queens, Stat, [?] couple miles away
[Fat ass?] everywhere
We don't get bent out of shape
Basically I'm trying to say
Way too much for us to take
So I let you live
You pay to play
You are not a threat
We are not afraid
You visiting pimpin'
We here night and day
I'll be sure your money dry up, fade away
Counting pennies
Hardaway
I feel a little pity
Small bouquet
Shouldn't have been trickin'
Colin McKay
Now you broke like no carbohydrates

Aw baby
My name is-aw baby

[Verse 2: Kool A.D.]
It's naked rap
The cat, the dog
Everywhere broken glass
All the girls standing in the line for the yoga class
Jim Carrey, I'm the Super Bowl
I'm David Lynch selling dope on the iPhone
Izod t-shirts
Yo, run your Wallabees
White people, Gimme 20 Dollars
Monopoly
I'm Ron Browz in wingtips
I sing shit
Yo yo yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo
People smoking cigarettes look like they factories
Oh shit that's totally actually true, actually
Call me Levar Burton
I got $20
Wish I was a little bit taller
I'm in the Skee-Lo camp
Yo, I'm lamping with cee-lo champs
Laughing at baseheads
Why is Drake's face red
Fly this gay spaceship
Kanye's gay bracelets
DMX and a BMX at the X-Games
Yo, um...
But less lame
But more lame though
Yo yo, stay in your lane, bro
Flying cars don't exist, mostly for legal reasons
Jews run the media plus they control the seasons, yo
Yo, who controls the 8 immortals but the number 7 and Morgan Freeman in Se7en
But more sex
Ain't nobody finna Sadat X me
I'm too Presley
Don't arrest me
Yes please, test me, Nestle chocolate mix c-nah nah nah, I'm joking, joking
Yo, I'm just joking though

[Verse 3: DVS]
Yo, uh
This blazing as deadly as Jason and Freddy
We taking your fetti and lazing with some bacon spaghetti
It's taking the cake and [?] medley
It's fire, right? [?] the pilot light, it's baking already
Chin up
Drop your bong, slap an Apple out your Macintosh
Had to talk trash [?] you with half a jaw
[?] have a pulse
I'm back laughing and acting like he be having balls
I'm mad at all y'all, tripping and clowning
These kids get a dick in their mouth and wanna twitter about it
They missing a mission, they Mickey Mousin' mocking the masters
Call me Dwayne Johnson, I'll rock with you bastards ([?])
Walking disaster, I talk with the awkwardest grammar
Of course it's fine cause only marketing matters (true)
So you can find me on a billboard, real bored
Making it rich or taking a piss in an ill Ford

[Verse 4: Lakutis]
Haha, yo yo yo yo yo...
And it go a little something like this...

Sleeping at the [Barnaby?] and [Jones?]
I dream [of zine?] until the manticore approaches
So I motion with the sneak tendril
My soul disciple [?] I break the van
I'm screaming kugichagulia with the [?]
Kill your gills no functional
Me no trade no ham cheese Capri Sun Lunchable
[?] my [?] half a [?] sandwich
Blood-filled skull [?]
[?] like the suit of the real Dracula
With the '03 Acura, immaculate
Slap box my floors
Sister dated Chris Brown
Who's just trying to really fight 'em
I really like him
Everybody be nice to him
Big lollipop, little sailor suit
Watch me dolly dip Scotty beam me
Paki mami, I'm a whaler too
True, true, true, what?

[Verse 5: Mike Finito]
Yo, it's Finito
The big drum [?]
Feels like I'm rotating on a dish inside of a microwave
Feeling Japanese, rocking waterways in a tidal wave
Free Groupon, chemotherapeutic massage [?]
Had a [?]
[?] as we enter into final days
Cryogenically preserving [?] of my wife
But hey
I'm [?] a violent death to a [mid-Queens writer day?]
What an imaginative and vibrant way to throw your life away

[Verse 6: Davito]
Davito
Chong like Cheech
Strong arm reach
Strom Thurmond
Party on the South Beach
And I'm in my boat shoes
God my gold tooth, gold earrings too
[?]
I thought I was really cool, yeah really really cool
[?] rather keep a [?]
Gettysburg Address [?], yo
Kitty on the [?] pause and I got a little bitty on my muddy mind
[?] she pop a little titty when she [?]
Oh, and she kill it when she running through the city like she diddy on a mara-
Thon
I'm
Enamored with a cherry
Thong
I
Marry y'all at the [?] mazeltov [?]
La-la-la-last night changed it all
I really had a ball
Marigold heels on my merry-go-round
And she really go down
When the [?] come back we can really bro down
[?]
Like a sunshower on a [?] a president
Counting dead presidents
Watching dead presidents
Bumping Dead Prez cause I got a dead head in my [wet bed?]
Courts set precedence
Lawyers need evidence
Teacher, preacher, [?] caught up in a [?]
Feeling like I need a pizza in my own home
Phone home
Bro bone
I drop it like an acid tab
Drop it like an acid tab
Drop it like an acid tab
Drop it like an acid tab
Drop it like an acid tab
Bitch