Pat Battle - Sonitas Omega (Intro) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yo, it feels good to be alive in this solar system
I'm on a mission with rhythm and creative composition
Invadin' your vision with oracular vernacular
Imperative narratives impairin' the faded competition
The main thing is logic ain't what it seems
Like a puppet who's discovering it's possible to cut his strings
And if he's wondering what's with all the thundering and rumbling
The world is crumbling, and oh another thing -

Once upon a dream I had a scheme to spawn a lexicon
Of fresh bombs stronger than the weapons on Decepticons
Steppin' upon an echelon to captivate imagination
This documentation will live on whenever I'm dead and gone
Four plus three, a renaissance in an epiphany
Given in urban ministry, a symphony of imagery
Like sonnets and soliloquies, lyrically my abilities
Will be the epitome of light in the face of villainy, see
I got a weapon that's kept inside of expression
The medicine one would reckon to jettison this profession
I'm inventin' from genesis new benevolent elements
Propellin' and stoppin' hip hop's irrelevant pestilent nemesis
Step to the exit when I enter the premises
With investment in rhetoric - A quest for intelligence
I'm the writer, star, musician, director of every measure
To present this in fictional definition, it's my pleasure kids

Yo
Now get to stompin' and nod your noggin like gothic rockers
Moshin' in this gritty post-apocalyptic Windy City
My mentality is witty as Walter Mitty's reality
Kinda trippy, the galaxy got me dizzy
While gravity's tryin' to get me, I levitate with treble and bass
With a different scientific vessel of faith
I'll level every decibel with a thesis full of verbs, I -
Came to break the fourth wall to pieces with my third eye
My view's elusive, in tune with lucid acoustics
Use it, don't rebuke it, this is Stormtrooper music stupid
I'm rulin' and schoolin' rappers in math
If you're truant to my class: "You - Shall - Not - Pass"

Uh
I'm 'bout to harpoon the moon
And amass all the stars as I drag it towards Mars
Spittin' Milky Way bars within a rant that you can chant to
It's all part of the plan man, don't tell me what I can't do

My achy-breaky made me bake me up a query
Do I take a chance and try to enhance my grand theory?
Or debate my great escape cause I'm sick of the human race?
Vanish from this place without a trace because I need space
Get it?
And if you didn't, then your mind frame is awful
So I'm hopin' what I'm quotin' will call you all into motion
Regard me as an apostle with colossal verbal gospel
Deep and ancient as fossils down at the bottom of the ocean
You want a comatose flow? You know you got the wrong guy
I'm sharper than a Hatori Hanzo blade upgraded to Bankai
Cut from Adamantium, indestructible weapon
I'll sever a misconception into seven separate sections
I know I got the smarts and heart, so I'ma start to play my part
By keeping art alive and dope and vibrant like kaleidoscopes
Knock villains to the curb when my words burst
Scott Pilgrim'll have to wait until I face the world first

I plotted out this anthology as an aid for you
To wade your way through the monotony of this hypocrisy
And possibly follow me through this odyssey of quality ballads
Imagine that it's technology buzzing audibly with magic
I'll siphon all the static and I'll pack it
In a bowl, light a match, and smoke this planet off its axis
Stranger than fiction
My dictionary addiction puts adventure in my bones
More than Indiana Jones, still I'm -
Feeling alone with this role I'm assumin'
As if this life is just a show and I'm the newest of Trumans
So I'm emergin' with versions of my very own allegories
A horde of glorious stories reported in categories
From a rebel who meddles in verbal metals like an alchemist
Animated audio, lyrical Super Mario
With incredible food for thought provokin' focus on the alphabet
So no I'll never shut up, not until I get that 1-Up