Lyrikile Trife - Computers Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Young Prodigy]
All these fucking diss songs but they ain't on the thang nigga fuck that chain! post don't pain I'm a show you stains these niggas lame posting pictures for some fucking fame what a shame take these hallows to the fucking brainI'm drinking lean whats happening smoking weed that's passion street savage keep a 30 on me clapping pull up on the ops block let him have it! flexing like he robbed me catch him in traffic have him running like a rabbit and yo I'm headed to your block nigga pull up like a ice cream just to pop you nigga! got that heat like Labron James I'm a hot nigga everyday's war we always keep them Glocks with us I watched rocky 1 to 5 put you in a box nigga dead like a corpse til your fucking rotting nigga ash to ash red sharpie I'm merk em' with this cap running for they mom and dad like mommy they just stole my backpack going on Facebook and Twitter talking like you a killer but you won't even do shit nigga! bitch all I smoke is weed and liquor guzzling got him bugging to trip this nigga been getting money since a little nigga and now my money been getting a little bigger he said he caught me lacking he ain't shoot!
I told that fuck boy you a fool you should of stuck to the rules get shot another nigga on the news police looking for me no blues clues they can't shove the murder case just to prove I'm beat it like I'm winning I can't lose and my boy he on probation paying dos how we grew up it ain't nothing killers move in silence don't be yelling show me you commit that violence squad!

[Intro]
Yeah here we go ya'll thought i was empty bitch I haven't even unloaded yet yo WrongWayAssassinz we in this bitch lets get it!

[Verse 2: Lyrikile Trife]
I'm watching porno's on my computer they scared when there's beef in they dreams like its freddy kurger Pistol whip you with an empty luga dump you in the sewer blood soread over the streets like moneva I fucked your bitch til her pussy smells like tuna in preschool my teacher sucked my wee wee that's humuor protect that brain or catch a slug suffering like tumbas yeah the whole with 3 throws they some shooters like scuba you swimming with the vicius sharks and fishes you start war we gonna finish heat in your kitchen whipping man the snakes in the grass I get up in em' strike with venom They gonna need incisions to stitch em' how want it twisted my killers Saverage don't need a religion and I'm headed to your school into your classroom that's when my wolfs gonna tear you apart howling at the moon fuck the police! think I should be in a padded room when they bastards who fuck the ass with brooms I travel through and kill the mothers of these saverage goons fill the house with gas fuems lighting up a match like boom! on the crime scene they'll have cameras zoomed at every massive wound I left stabbed the womb with plastic spoons I know they'll bust for me and I'll bust for them handling beef I'm not a rapper I'm an alien further than humanity from st catherines but I'm wearing heat like I play for miami R.I.P Kry One Don't ride down my block without your lincse crusing like sirens bloom bloom make noises like violins
Quite on silencers my jewelry is my jewelry my face got imbezelment diamonds I'm still balling Allen Iverson like I'm playing with him on the court guilty finger prints filthy when I'm blazing him bitch!