Push Push - Jut Life [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Used to get a fever when I played with these nuts
Tell em dealers what you hidin' in these snug lungs
Always pass the reefer to blood it runs deeper
Your blood is red right? mine's too but sweeter
Believe me, baby's getting cute in the bleachers
Getting in with the Push Push cheerleaders
The teachers even blasting Push through their speakers
I'm rap gravity, measure me in litres
Of piss-pissing on the walls of your preachers
And stepping on their souls with the soles of my sneakers
I've got disciples, they my believers
My heart is making boom in the boom of my breast
And I'm getting dead sweaty in the lows of my flesh
I'm finding that my manics getting hard to digest
But if time is the enemy I guess I've still got friends left
Bend right through the smoky haze of your best life
And hope this bed is just a phase like your ex-wife
Stretch your neck for her cause she needs she's a mess right?
I've gotta go I'm on the next flight jet life

Breathe and then rap, breathe breathe and then rap
Breathe breathe breathe breathe and then fucking rap
And then fucking rap
And then fucking rap
Breathe and then fucking rap
And then fucking rap (x2)


Get on my level, I'm friends with the devil
She lives inside of me she's in the bass and the treble
I'm shading you, my butt wins medals
I'm nible rap, repping Versagie and you Channel
I'm fuckin silk shirts, and you flannel
I rock rap, you rocking fake 5 panels
I'm more than a handful, more than you can handle
And standing next to me you bitches don't hold candles
I'm coming at ya from a different angle, got my good jeans and my lucky Nikes on asshole
Mad piggybanks, your dad doesn't give a damn
You've known uSathane since before you even began
I'm the big smoke, and you're secondhand
What's a curse between 2 friends worth? like 2 grand?
Or 22 grams? enough to drive you too mad?
Tough customer, your brain tells your nuts to fuck
The sight of us, I feel bad for you if you not beside of us
Inside of us is just enough to fuck your fucking mother up
See, I've still got nugs to bust
So get with it bitch or get hit with it
I'm so cold my nips could slit wrists
And I know it's not much and it's some dumb shit
But that red you found on your boy's neck is my lipstick
You a soft bitch, like your boy's dick
I can do anything you can do but with my lips zipped
Coz I'm a main bitch, and you're a sidekick
You should see me get low, now that's some tight shit
That thing that your boyfriend showed you? that's my trick
But keep it coz you'll never do it better than I did
Push Push puts the ass in gymnastics
And I everything I touch turns to gold like magic
You want him now he's tainted
Well baby you can hive him
I'm badder than your average bitch, I'm the baddest
My therapist says that I'm not sociopathic
I'm just a brat rapping in a PE accent

Breathe and then rap, breathe breathe and then rap
Breathe breathe breathe breathe and then fucking rap
And then fucking rap
And then fucking rap
Breathe and then fucking rap
And then fucking rap (x2)