New Breed - Rik Smits [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wykonawca: New Breed
Gatunek: Rap

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Tekst piosenki

[MJ]

You know what this is, its
Marvin the martian, its
Mj the artist, heh
Whatever shoe fits

Cause its, us spittin
On the rik smits intruments
Going spritz, spritz
On the asher Roth trumpets

Asher Roth, tim roth
An abomination
I'm rather incredible
And it might be cause i'm asian

I can ride my bike with no brain
Flobotomy
And you can't even walk right, boy
Pickles comma tommy

Go head and find your mommy
And find a new hobby
Cause this new breed shit
Is ice cold like bobby

Check mate by the bishop
Days of future past
Must be fun and games
Cause I'm having a fuckin blast

Off into space, rocket
Racoon, bend the spoon like
Magneto in the room
You a funny mutant little boy
About to deploy, seeing red like roy
Cause i'm a beast bitch, grrrr hank McCoy

You only look big cause you got tight clothes on you
Harder better faster stronger
Cause i'm injected with mirakuru

Try to make sense of it all
Nigga I'm a Sentinel
Sentinel you niggas back to camp
Cause these words are my weapons
Like i'm working for trask

Let me stay on task
Like the master i am
I'll be back in a flash

Let me stop it with the comics
Cause its super obvious
That you got the gist
Of exactly what this is

This was just an experiment
This was just a experience
Cause you must be hearing us
On the world wide internets

You lil bitch, you can't touch this
You nasty hick, you sebaceous cyst
We runs this, we got the hits
So don't throw a fit, you little shit

Its time to grow up
Cheer those kids on when they start to walk like

Come on baby
Come on baby
Come on baby

Yeah thats it
This mix isn't
Meant as a diss
But if you think about it
It kind of really is

[Peeta Parka]

Stick to the scene like magnets to wolverine
I'm coming hard hot and heavy like cyclopses eye beam
Roll like thunder and strike like lightning
Its a storm out here better put on ya high beams
I suggest you Don't try me
I'm likely to bite be
I'm motha fucking tiger can't you see the stripes g
I earned them
I'll burn ya like a furnace
I'm fireproof got the thickest epidermis
My superbness is way more than just a noun adjective and motha fucking verb mix
What's the verdict me versus the the plaintiff
See where the curb is that's gone be where your face sits
Pop them teeth out yo head like some face zits
Ya corny shit got you lost on some maze shit
Wack Niggas gone hate this
Real Niggas gone play this
Took a while but the tape came out when it was ready like gay kids
So just face it I am one of the greatest
Both a g and a gent so you could say that I made it
Ya riff raff ain't nothin to me
Channelled my musicality now I am tv
I'm the real deal you're just Ben Kingsley
Man darin me to a challenge truth is I'm winning
Tiger blood like Charlie sheen
And I'm all over the scene
Glasses on hit the music I am the wild thing
You vile thing lookin like Rita repulsa
More power than rangers mixed with Marion hossa
Oliver twistin betchu this song gotchu begging for Moe sir
You could stay on ya mannequin shit you fucking poser
Pose for shot like the camera goes click click
Hot in the main stream and Indy like Rick smits
This ain't even deep shit
We scratching the surface Like the car of a cheating man when his girl keys it

[Matty G]

In a minute you won't be walking
Dead from the impact of these words that I be talking, with my sharp tongue
We don't need guns, but you should run when we come, unless you ready to die and have your organs strung

I'm about go harder than metapod
Oh this not the poke rap?
I'll hokey pokey on this track and toke a smoke before I rap, hit a xan then maybe take a nap
Okay I'm back with a fresh batch of bars
I clap niggas you know I'm strapped I'll leave you catching caps on the corner through your SnapBack
Okay that rhyme scheme is tired show up on my block and I'll Donald trump your ass your fired

I whack wack rappers I didn't stutter but I'm holding back the utters not like cow titties like duck mother fucker

I promised Mj id give him 8 bars he said
Go hard but I kinda went full retard (heh hodor) this flow so hot it might be charred tanning my cheeks in the seat in my front yard
Neighbors going crazy relocating
Going real far
Because nobody really knew how hard I go
My flow ain't slow you need some joe?
I caught everyone off guard like a secret show
Dough greener than what's inside your head and don't forget
I am the one who breaks the bread

[Vade]

Came here tryna eat, Colonel Sanders
Going Planters
Im in here for the thrill like a camper
Got my hands up
Shadowbox till im free
Boxing stances, throwing jabs in
Bruise the beat and bow to the fans
Homecoming anthem
Omega to the alpha
The end of this beginning
New Breed marking territory
And we never not winning
Young senseis
Notes on the board
You learning?
Class is in session
Stay seated till we dismiss you
And we ain't start the lessons
We Large Professors
Spit it quicker than Slick Rick
Theres no Concequences for these Common Senses
We're hip hop, you getting this?
And i stay flowing like slit wrists
On an anemic
With this verbal vomit, bulemic
Come catch my sickness, no Kleenex
Your flow going straight to the cleaners
Spittin tonic got you all fucked up
Custodial, toss you in a dump truck
With no Noreaga
Got em saying "what? What?"
Lemme catch my breath
No more rappin fast
Here to have a blast
But this knowledge im spitting
Unlock chockras like an acid tab
Gotta get on my grizzly like im Steve Irwin
Empty headed thought, then some raps get hurled in
Then spewed out this crude mouth, you'll get caught up in the whirlwild
Tornado flow so capable to keep you yearning
Yup
Now Im burning up when i taking shots like a Baretta
Or a fire breathing dragon or no A/C in this Jetta
My crew makes no errors while we keep on getting strong
We make you push 9-1-1 faster than Carreras
And your bars dont scare us
We stampede this beat like some wildebeasts
You must move faster, Mufasa
Before you get left here like a sack of meat
And you can't compete
With my hustle tho
So find a bridge and jump off that, Russel Crow
Suprised by my verbal muscle? So
Now You See Me, Mark Ruffalo
Vade Wilkes Booth, I'm like a cybernetic amputee
Just stubs and knees, can't feel defeat but now the force is strong with me
Stand tall like im Rik Smits
My presence wanted like Christmas
On the rise like Biscuits
Crossing names off my hitlist

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