Outer Concept - Caviar ft. Danny G D-Box & The Majedi (prod. by Danny G D-Box) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Danny G]

I've been with beats on my mind ever since pussy laid next to em
Lay in the grave and watch the boogie brains step to em
Yo majed do em, we make it dirty disgusting
Like the pirate pussy scurvy eating fungus off captains verga
Past approximate motha fucka fuck a circa
Bomb the competition like derka derka
Circle your microscopic comprehension around the sentences I project
With the raw Brazilian sample bumpin through your deck
And motha fuck yo set, we bang Colombian style we got them rocks to wreck
So hot you sweat, tell lucifer que chupa
Bonita got me chunky inside like her pupusas
Yeah I bang like amps out the fucking stages
I spit the force of every mosh and every rage in steel cages
We tryna hit holes tonight, aim target release
After my metaphors leave you in your garden deceased
Pardon my preach, I simply do it for my lifeline
And Portuguese rockers to keep inhailing then white lines
AriZona in my white pint, I po' up for my potnas
Poppin moll and doing kamikaze dives into the saunas
Hit the deck pussies Garcia got the licks to right lick-em'
Sip the absynth till you see the green like night vision
The verde speaks to me, not in tongues or twist telling
I get it from my fam from Medellin brick buildings
80's punani on the fucking VHS for private viewing
Setting flames to you createn phaser peasants and tyrants chewing
My dick ya bish hold still and intake
My slithering serpent that'll drown you in that cum lake
Tonight's the night the spirits rise from the other side
But fuck them hoes we don't fuck with them other guys
Smother shine from the moon down your esophagus
Put you in the sarcafagus its simply my prerogative
Poppin this we dropping shit like whales in the Atlantic
Fanatics of our tracks the same faggots laughing erratic
Automatic with the track shit smack you with the racket
I'm not talking twerking bitches when I hit you with the ratchet
Adequate the saddest shit is that this the facts trick
I'm not your average manikan taking demands and dancing which
Half of the acts you practicing, so don't even judge
Before I drop the sweet shit, I be dropping the fudge
And if you hit the squeal shit and start calling the fuzz
It's bout to get real hostile bitch I do what it does

[Verse 2: The Majedi]

See me and D-Box gon lay you in thee box
So bitch get over here as suck on these cocks
Pick up like 3 pacs nah make it 2 pacs
So me and d can spit bullets like 2 Glocks
Feasting on rappers in my soup no wonton
All majedi do is drop bombs like Swanton
Reppin OC and poppin OCs
OxyContin smokin OZs you can't hold me
Back fuck the old me cuz I'm born again
I'm killin all my enemies I'm Jason bourning them
So keep playin president bitch I'm playing Wilkes booth
And I stay smooth on this track like a silk suit
You actin crazy bitch go and get ya mind right
It's out con o'clock better get y time right
And fuck the limelight cuz I ain't about that
I keep my grind tight all I do is bust raps
And you just suck cacks like a fucking porn star
Don't get hit by my fist of the North Star
And you got whore bats cuz they been run through
You tryna find dirt on us like a gumshoe
And that's a detective for all you ignorants
So put your lighters in the air and smoke a spliff to this
Bitch I'm back on the hunt so go hide inside
Cause Majedi can be deadly like some cyanide
And you a dead man if you try to play me
But all your hatin ass words can't faze me
And I'm lazy cause I smoke too much weed
And Out Con we the best group indeed