Passionate MC - Tongue Twisting Linguistics [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Passionate MC ]

No man can touch this, not the one to fuck with
I bust rhymes that crush bicuspids
Gums split as I tongue twist
Lungs rip when I huff and puff this rough shit
Go ahead and dump your clip
I'll dodge every bullet to the fullest of pulling a front flip
I'll end your career with one diss
Lets see how well you back talk when I remove your front lip
No time for discussion when lines are conducting
The function of rhymes to give minds a concussion
And find the corruption
I never run and hide I stare directly in Its eyes and confront it
There's the conjunction
Prepare to ensnare the presumptious affairs they declare in repugnance
Never fear the consumption
You'll never know how deep the rabbit hole is 'till you jump in

[Verse 2: Passionate MC]

Down into the bottomless funneling tunnel I violently tumbled
Through a plummit from the summet of mountainous regions
Where I found the secret to get out of this legion
Through the ground away from nonbelievers
Into a town of dreamers
Unbounded by the sounds surrounding wanderers and common seekers
For a fonder meaning through the rhyming of their Godly Teachers
With the features of united speakers
Providing the lines of Jesus
To the minds of preachers when combined with ether
In their reason of malice
Greeted by the seasons of havoc
In the hypothalamus of Alice seated in her palace
Sipping the liquid from her chalice extracted
From indigenous digitials in her gallus malignant practice
Untill she's driven to madness
Body's condition is callous
And her visions disorder resembles Aurora Borealis
This is the sickness that I balance with
In a world of balances the extrapolates are extragavent

[Verse 3: Passionate MC]

A syllable symphony living in lyrical victory
Filling the visual misery into a cynical mystery
Killing detectives objectives connected with instantly
Allegedly ready to crush, feeling the psychial rush
Ripping these enemies up, burning their bodies to dust
I'm pyschologically fucked
Assembling venom inside of the lettering building adrenaline
Faster than severed Ritlin medicine given in eleven incriments of seven
Delivering telepathic quotes through graphic notes
From what the ocipital lobe shows vividly in the flow zone
With the fast flow, dressed in a black cloak
Metaphysically finessing the weapons you lack most
It's intelligent rhetoric speech
The benevolence and malevolence increased
The irrefutable musical evidence is me
I don't even need to breathe
Words fill my lungs infinitely so I limitlessly speak
Tongue Twising Linguistics, reacting with madness
Faster than Jackie Onassis when President Kennedy got his cap split