Mat Lee - Sad Fossils [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Listen to miggity mat with this riggedy rap
I’m taking it back to the back of the rack
Where i sit and I hack with plans for attack
To have the whole map locked up in a trap

Computers maneuver my drones in position
I make the decision to finish the mission
I’m hitting these bitches while spitting precision
The venom is dripping right into my vision

So sit here and listen
While this kid kicks the
Sickest linguistics this side of the missi-
Sissippi no need to get lippy
We reppin’ our city

No lies wisdom defies what's written
So look to the sky and invite in the infinite
Want it, see it, better yet demand it
Need it breathe then believe when you grasp it

Wisdom that fits like a glove
So look here and listen and then fall in love
With this jack in the box an actionable cause
So jerk on the crank and add some applause

Mat’s in the walls listening, crawling
Interior stalling
These dabs must be the hottest brand going
So rig up the erl and poker, I’m all in

I be little the wood that’s whittled no good
Believe we stood with our heads in our hoods
And hands in our pockets about to blast rockets
To find a new planet inhabit it good

We’re suffering from a human condition
We got so much shit but we always keep bitching
Genetics are itching no stress is the mission
To take it all in and fit the position

All work no play with a little commission
I’m body sitting this naughty kitten it's oddly fitting
So calmly gifted we ought to be lifted so fuck what you heard
Like a mommy mistress always pissed!

She said one day I’m gonna be rich
I’m solar ripped bipolar shit
Get sonar tricked with a crowbar fit

Listen to this stoner shit
Put your hands up if you sober kids
I’m owning it so high we’re over it
Blowing hits breath deep and hold that shit

These laws they onerous all old and shit
Evolve with us or go extinct just like the dinosaurs did

These desolate spots block after block
The meeting is swapped defeated and lost
I mean it the boss is feeling the loss and wants
To jump out the window and leave us the crops

But we know better
The ones who think they are so clever
And try to be leader, no never
Ever concede your power know that we are the stone bearers

The go getters the pro spitters the most illest
Master general of the post business
Had to be the most witnessing
Piece of this whole bastard scene
Fossilized just like the Plasticine
Mat Lee breath deep then map genes