Lucky - Rap Titan [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Rappers now-a-days talkin' money Rugers and lead pipes
I'm just tryna get up on that stage and just shred mics
I'm surfin' the crowd and ridin' the waves up under spotlights
I'm stuck in your brain itchin' for me just like I'm head lice
I'm dead nice no fame sold for soul price here to prove that the devil is not a lie, I'm all Christ
Can't push me down I'm never ever gon' fall twice, just like Saw I'm here to make you appreciate your life
No God I'm an oddity Ancient Greek n' mythology a deity they fearin' me wannabe to lobotomy
They starin' it's not vanity everybody is watchin' me delusion of this life in my self-proclaimed prophecy I'm honestly grabbin' a hold of their ear like I'm Tyson, but never bitin' or writin' they take flight when the trigger fa-lip and I spit it and rip it I'm quicker than lightenin'

I could never be a God cause man, I'm a Rap Titan

I'm over the demons I'm fightin' in battle I strike like a viking
First came depression write again hold up two pills of Vicoden, beat that like Rocky might I win killin' the sign of light again put 'em down pull the trigger then pop 'em like vitamin
Never losin' the sight of them lyrics they probably rewritin' them they're cryin' I'm freestylin' on the worlds smallest violin
A product of society a victim of my environment
Tryin' to practice my freedom of speech but I'm so silent
I'm so violent let's take this mano a mano and my trigger fa-lip and I shoot n' I'm aimmin' it right for your head Soprano (blah!)
They gunna follow right out the barrel no hollow tip I'm sick to the core n' I'm runnin' with double edge sword cause I swore that I'm under attack takin' 'em down makin' my rounds upon this track just like Under Armour protect this house with a click-clack
My fire strike like an animal in a cage match
Hannibal cannibal of rap and I'll eat you face facts
I rap circles around you syrup sippers
I jump hurdles I puke bile spit venom on shell of turtles
I can see them runnin' their mouth walkin' a fine line
I hit 'em with three quick clips like Vine
I'm one of a kind consider me fine wine I'm outta my right mind
I never recite rhymes I stick to my grind cause I'm too real to be signed, must make that eye cry cause I see the industry's blind
I'm so enlightenin' this war I'm ignitin' stay fightin' worship gods but remember the titans
I tear it up come on and bill me for the wreckage and I say that I'm the best not cause of skill cause of my message I know that you need it so take it or leave it I give it to feed it and then I go breed it I'm followin' God and I even the odd and he granted me life so you know I'ma lead it right for the steeple give insight to the people and when they try to sign me I'll never turn into evil...