Paul Scotti - Disco Shit [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1

Hands down, I'm the greatest of all time...
You got a spare mind? I think that I've lost mine...
I'm hostile with a raw style, I don't force rhymes...
I speak raps, when the beat bangs... always on time
I freestyle like I'm senile, I don't make sense
I could never be a doctor man, got no patience
I'm like a teacher ill at work cause simply I'm classic
Shit, I don't need to try, I got these similes mastered...
A lot of people think that I'm a dick and sarcastic
A lot of people are right and you others get laughed at...
Shit, in my younger days, I used to fight but I'm past it
I'm pacifist, believe me you'll get hurt when I start passing this!
A catalyst, the shit you talk about me is just slanderous
My manner is manner-less, my thoughts are contagious and hazardous
And anyone that starts with us, will become dead men walking like their Lazarus...
So change your plans, if you've been planning it
My heads as fucked up as the planet is, so understand that it's
A little tempting to ring your neck in and hurt bad as if
You're making threats towards my family, perhaps I'm just...
A little fucked up in the head? but truly that's a random guess...
I'll catch you at your mums address, and leave you both in bandages
And show you fuckers just what madness is, then turn into an arsonist
And burn you both to ashes, go and have a piss
Then burn your ashes to nothingness after this you faggot pricks!!!!

Verse 2

Hands high, wave them proud for the bad guy
No damn lie, I was born dead so I can’t die
Since hip hop now a days is full of faggots and camp guys
I’m seeing more pussy with my eyes than my japs eye
I’m sick of people always asking questions, don’t ask why!
My heads in a mess from the stress of this damn life
Most emcees now a days are gays and its classed fine
I’m freestyling with my ass to the walls in my pass times
I freak when they speak “fuck em all”, I take it literal
This game is getting pitiful, I’m in the mood to kill it off
Your shit is soft, it’s almost pop and yet you claim your raw
If we ever met I’d take your neck and really break it off
Your shit is shit you need to practice more
And you should rap about poverty cause evidently your raps are poor
And all I lacks support, but once I get it don’t get upset
When you see me surpassing most and I blast your whores
Anybody that’s potentially an enemy
Will face the repercussions of me mentally
I’ll never be beaten because I tend to be the better breed of emcee
Never defeated/ my legacy will never be repeated
Don’t even, dare to attempt it, no one’s exempted
Bite your tongue and count to ten if, you ever feel tempted
What I do with a pen is, magic, you and your friends are faggots
If you don’t support my shit then go fuck yourselves til shit happens