Lord Lhus - Message To The Underground (Snowgoons Diss) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Lord Lhus]
Let me tell you how it all started I'm taking you back/
When me and savage brothers was banging immaculate tracks/
Without any back or promotion, had the hoegoons scoping/
They found the hungry most rugged emcee across the ocean/
We was emcees for the rush of it, wild enlightened rebels/
Banging out classics like "On the Run", "Been Fighting Devilz"/
Before we even fucked with you faggots, yeah I said it/
Eternel made those beats why snowgoons take the credit?/
Y'all some snakes but I ain't even see it till I got jumped/
Set up by that pussy Vinnie Paz and y'all the first ones/
To hop on dick, then you publicly dissing me?/
On ya blog? you a fAGGot forever a bitch to me/
Now you wanna dis-credit my music homey I'mma lose it/
When I see you Manuu, I'm beating you down for my amusement/
You can have my publishing, you can keep my rights/
But when I see you we gone fight I dont bow down to snake bites/
Its fake mics, fake turntables and fake beats/
Fake goons, fake image, fake guys on fake streets/
Illgals a fucking fake! 2 of my albums got raped/
And now you wanna black ball me taking food off my plate/
Alright thats cool, but best believe that karmas a bitch/
I would have took a bullet for you but you got scared and switch/
Because you riding dick and put it in ya mouth for a deal/
All I did was represent you staying loyal and real/
And you a german nazi so I'mma tell you in ya own tongue/
Fick dich du schwul arschloch,! now you need a gun/
When you see me run cause best believe I'm coming at you/
Strip ya arm of that tattoo, its personal fuck a battle/
You can keep the money faggot! ....now go ask ya record label if you can diss me back pussy...

[Verse 2: Unknown Mizery of Babylon Warchild)
Whose those goons, my platoon boom like protools/
Blast you off the map of this rap leavin no clues/
Banning videos from youtube what part of the game is that/
You chemtrail, we harvest rap/
Defenders Empty handed warriors handing your wrath/
Keep your mask on on, grab the devil by the horns/
Reel wolves, reel bull get cracked like six pack/
Karma, Think back forcing me to ties with lhus? we laughed/
Offering Gold and free features from sluts/
BRO, WHAT DID HE DO FOR YOU??
I seen him sitting in the driver seat, for my soul, offering some bribery/
What did he to do to me?
Thats the question I ask to his hypocrisy/
You stand for nothing and you fall for monopoly/
Yall some masons, cooking in the underground kitchen/
I remember sitting in your car, whiles you's texting necro
He offered dream to have his neck broke/
I said no. how does it go/
He turned to me in the back seat his eyes were like Satan/
He told me to make a deal with the devil the shit was blatant/
Im banging on his head, break hands, we never shake em/
We had nothing to do with this at all/
But you wanted us all to be involved/
We tried to get it resolved..punk/
But you served me with a sucker punch/
Body trunked, wheres the rake? we the karma farmers/
The fans, they will understand you fake, the war is on now/
Reload your arms, raise your arms! black balled and still banging/
Decided fuck face book its time to hang em/
Our army is worldwide, we gotta hang um!

[Verse 3: Lord Lhus]
Fuck snowgoons, Hoegoons got no goons/
And so soon I bring the art of war like I'm sun tzu/
Run through, open palm I'm slapping Manuu/
He should of knew, turning on me then he switching his crew/
Disloyal snake, I let you sleep in my momma house/
And now you bouncing out not saying shit up out of ya mouth/
Because you know you wrong, you know you snake for that/
You can't delete my voice and cover up stabbing my back/
I'm still bleeding pussy but vengeance keeps me alive/
When we collide, before I hit you look me straight in the eyes/
So you can see what real is, fuck that! I let you feel it/
This the realest, you better watch ya wig before I peel it/
And yo Sicknature is just as much of a bitch/
Up in his classroom teaching I slap you in front of the kids/
Thats what it is, y'all some dick riders in the Hip-Hop biz./
The difference is hip hop is something I live/
Fuck the money you can have it black ball me and all/
I got a army of real goons waiting for you too fall/
Fuck being nice, sun you paying the price/
For your decisions in life this track is ya grave site!
WHO SOLD OUT?!?!?