Mike Mozart - Aristotle's Dilemma [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
My tongue equivalent to blades by blacksmiths
Spat gauge to backflip
Hats back in traps quick
Don't attempt diamond crust Meth veins
I sweat, glass and pure Columbian tight crates
You motherfuckers can't try to attempt fate
Regret to try the best like taking me to court dates
Morbid pain coursin'
Of course it's torn portraits
Distort support and your own recordings
Tormented whores knew whom the bells tolled and
Holds tongues in raptured, cold-blooded corpses
Wrong sources, don't try the endorsement
Get off my dick and the
Few assorted orphans
And their kids they said fuck the abortion
Run you over in the whip that's just a slight portion
Heh, spit flame like Torchics
Too many metachlorians
Fuck what the force is
(Hehehe)
Y'all hate short stories so here's the synopsis
You don't want beef, please peep how my fork's gripped
Kill the cat like what Curious George is
I'm steel on my shit, there's no way to forge this

[Verse 2]
Unravel your spinal chord in the vocal booth
Travel to final tours depending on your molten tooth
Spit fire, I mean if you're capable to
Ink lighters, the flames claim a sustainable few
Y'all always talk about being in the streets
With your niggas beating your meat
All over a Scooby treat
Faggot, you can't touch I like contacts
The flow's like the contract-ing of a womb
Dispersin' the doom
Worthy of the come up boom
And frankly, the kid is on point like thumb tacks
Don't take shit for granted like if
Ulysses defecated on his own known reputation
See what's in store like shopping for lettering
Put me next to my bro but that's relatively
Close, get it?
Y'all can't keep up with the sick text
Bounce back like sports at bank desks
Ex-pect the best like birds waiting for their lost ex
Fuck it, like having relentless sex
Take a guess, felons locked up in Cali for coke, trafficking
That's called a Kanye West