Kris James - Orange Lazarus [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: NK30 & Kris James]

[NK30]
So what was up with Jabari at the uh, the beginning of the mixtape? I didn't really get that

[Kris James]
I don't know, I just-I just asked him to talk on the intro a bit you know?
Then he decides to just start flying off the handle
And w-what was with that whole "Fuck Baton Rouge" thing?
Hell, I grew to like Baton Rouge, I don't see what the problem is

[NK30]
Well, you know dawg "Hoes be hoes man, hoes be hoes"
Anyway um, what beat do you wanna use next?

[Kris James]
Well, I was gonna see if I could rap off of one of Ludacris' beats...

[NK30]
Wait, what?

[Kris James]
I sai- I said I was gonna rap off of one of Ludacris' beats...

[NK30]
How dare you. I-I won't let you rap off of Southern Hospitality
I WON'T ALLOW IT!

[Kris James]
O-OK. Alright, well you got a suggestion then?

[NK30]
How about...this?


[Hook]
Fuckboys, dissers, quitters, lames
Bitches, people that start games
Backstabbers, weak-willed ways
That's the type of shit that I don't play
Treat 'em like a player: Hit it & run
Satisfied with a beat, few games & rum
Talented MC but professional bum
One

[Verse 1]
Clever to whatever fate
Never a featherweight
Got it on lock like Heaven's Gate
You are now witnessing a miracle take shape
The rap Kobayashi eating every MC to date
Music omnivore
Always wanting more
Never satisfied with just likes or encores
Only will he settle when he's kicking down all doors
With bars that get praised like a championship score
Only success can be seen through these eyes
Never spitting lies I conquer by surprise
No bullshit got the wit to back this
As untouchable as a cactus
Doing a backflip
Right into a sandpaper mattress
All covered in rat piss and cat shit
The type that can turn atheists into catholics
Was lacking game but now I mack it

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Idolizing crazed villains, expert jewel grippers
Swift wool knitters
I'm the best bullshitter
It’s going down gain momentum like a boulder
Bumming a trailer selling dope to Nova Scotia (FUCK OFF, LAHEY!)
I laugh in the face of the things that scar you
Then rip the souls out to play fetch with R2
Slick bastard, more charismatic than Jim Jones
Shit, I could hypnotize HypnoToad
Technique on the beat satisfies more than freaks
That greet the meat with all throat & no teeth
Give defeat when I compete
Without me life's incomplete
Being this good yet unknown: Such a bittersweet feat
And I’m really tired of it all
I’m taking everything like Joker at a charity ball
Soon to be your ruler just a matter of time
Nah fuck that, the world is mine

[Beat Break, then hook again]