QuayChronicles - 22 2's/44 4's [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]

[Verse 1 - Quay]
For anyone that thinks I wasn't meant for
Or to anyone that hasn't heard me before
Pissed at my 22'2s and 44'4's
Must've forgot that Jay Z's just an estranged mentor
It's a foreshadow for more of a raw battle
Slaughter time, and guess who's selected to round up the cattle
Cause since I was 14 it was foreseen
That I would forge morphene for fiends
That codeine was designed to keep 'em on lean
That's my fuel for my esteem to succeed
For too many years I wrote rhymes and just hoard 'em
I'm ready for showtime: welcome to the forum
Too good for the pantheon, more of Warhol for y'all
Piece together words, makin' murals for walls
Now, who dare come challenge mines
None, step up with every four lines

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[Verse 2 - Quay]
In my 4 cornered room plottin' to the et cetera
A vendetta to heist the game for all the lettuce
For the getaway and I'll hideaway forever
In Cuba with 2pac, 4 Glocks and Assata Shakur, ain't forget ya
Forgive my fortitude meant for it to be heard
Realize that I could put forth only four words
And be able to force the culture forward
To whom it may concern, my introduction's foreword
Welcome to Oklahoma's mind! Glad it could reach ya
Cause they don't look for us when lookin for a feature
Probably forgot that anywhere can be able to breed a
Monster that looks to demolish any sorta creature
Oh now you for it, pointin' askin' "who he?"
The rap's reincarnation of the 2-3
Led my mind to crazy shit so you can relate
And watch it fornicate with forbidden fruit for 4 minutes straight