Prince Eazy - Dream Killer [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

This what y'all been waiting for?
Look, aye

[Verse 1: Prince Eazy]
I use to pray for times like that
And not like this, cause these niggas rhyme like that
And I rhyme like this
I fuck with Meek, for these beats and it's not no diss
Just when he starts rapping like this
NIGGA THATS MY SHIT, LOOK

30 up in my dezzy
I'm a Savage like Webbie
Shit about to get scary
I'm a Dream Killer like Freddie!
Took my style, he petty
??? loud, he reggie
These hollow tips they deadly
??? 55 like Eddie


(BOSS)

I'm riding around in your city
Cobra on like Mickey
With the longstock like Pipi
Tryna make you ? 360
Meek Ja Rule, I'm 50
If you 2Pac then I'm Biggie
I'm a rock boy like Diddy
Cause I ain't brown like Drizzy

Yo bitch want dick, she hit me
I'm J.Cole he Diddy
I bust a nut in her titties
She gave my dick hickeys
She bone thugs like Bizzy
Her pussy fat like Missy
She love da jimmy like chrissy
I'ma shotgun and he RICKY!!!!!!!!!

(MICKY)

Remember me!?
When you was on Youtube watching that nigga Keef ( bang bang )
Heard me and Sosa song and started mimic me
So when he High-Pitched fast flow and he doing me
That nigga doing me!

Fuck you gonna say you ain't know
That shit'll be a joke
Meek spitting Chicago Quotes
Like "Don't fuck around and get smoked" ( get smoke! )
He gonn' Fuck around, gon Fuck Around, Gon Fuck Around, and get smoked!
Cause these scud niggas I brought wit me, don't fuck around
NO JOKE! NO!

All they know is Murda
And when they come to me I got niggas up in other Cities throwing up the 3s
They don't even know what that mean, but they throwin' up BD! ( BD )
Cause my Young Niggas they drillin'!
And they charged up like krillin!
Fuck yo feelings, Fuck yo feelings Meek
And fuck whoever came with you
Expose a fake ass rapper, that's what I came to do
I don't care if yo bitch pregnant, I'll let da banger shoot
And have da baby hangin' out her stomach, like a Kangaroo!

Lemme hit my joint
Aye, look

If he chained up like Mr. T
I'll run up on him while he wit his peeps
Put the mask on like Trick or Treat
2 arms out, like I'm stickin D
You rap niggas ain't doing shit
My Scud Niggas they doin' hits
My flow, clothes, they True as shit
If yo bitch with us, she doing dicks
Look, fuck a drive-by, I'ma start walking up
Catch Robert Williams in traffic & I'ma spark him up
Hollow tips will go thru his whip, & it'll toss his trunk
I'll leave his car spinning like sonic when he ballin up
Fuck that I'mma let the market up
Or I can hit him with the 8 Like the Halsted bus

You feelin' my shit and Robert Williams from Philly stop stealing my shit, Bitch!