R.E.A.L Music - Eight Bit (Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Rac]
I'm about to go ape shit stepping up up on this Eight Bit
This is R.E.A.L Music, disagree I'mma have to mash your ugly face in
I mash so hard you rock a mask like Jason
My generation yelling out "swerve" like they're NASCAR racing (swerve, swerve)
You so lame man, come up with your own shit
Stop sucking on the dick of these artists who acting like kings and shit
Cause they ain't they'd take the same bullet as you would
Except they think their life is more important so they'd rather if you could
But, this ain't no hating, it's just an observation
A statement that I am making to show that you all are faking
It's time you got called out up on your lame shit
My point's past breaking like the game is past saving

[Hook: Cee]
Looking for something better, there's nothing you can see bitch
My nigga it's the remix (G shit)
I said my nigga it's the remix
Just to get ya'll niggas hip to that RMOE shit
Keep on talking shit, I guarantee we'll leave you speechless
My nigga it's the remix (G shit)
I said my nigga it's the remix
Just a toast to anyone who said I wouldn't be shit

[Verse 2: Dee Gunnz]
I'm on some other shit, some "fuck you and your mother" shit
Some "I should fuck your mother and then head back to the mothership"
I see you making tracks and you trying to touch the streets
Fuck that, I'm making tracks just to get in these bitches sheets
And I see you making tracks for these niggas that's going hard
See, I'm just making tracks just to fuck with these bitches hearts
I'm a walking paradox
Cause my flow retarded but my mind is sharp
Nobody ever thought this flame would spark
Loading screen, just waiting for the game to start
Shit it's just sad
Niggas just mad cause a nigga like me on point
Give these rappers the blues like a Louie Armstrong joint
Just to get to the point, niggas ain't shit
I'm honest I'm sorry not modest
I'm killing ya'll on this beat and this shit is Eight Bit nigga

[Verse 3: Cee]
Last time I had to start it off, this time I gotta finish it
And once I'm through with this I promise you there's no replinishing
Diminish it, no blemishes, a written death certificate
Beat it to a bloody pulp, crowd is screaming "finish him!"
Every verse that I configure feels like I'm in combat
Everything I write is like the pen has got a bomb strapped
Once it touches paper nothing exists that can save you
So you better say your prayers or you won't be getting spared
My apologies if this comes off a little impetuous
But you gotta know that no one is fucking with the rest of us
And as far as VA rappers go, RM is the best of us
So just to reiterate: none of you niggas can mess with us
Nah man don't even let it cross your mind
Never picking up my watch cause I don't need to take my time
I just go in like curfew, flow fly, sick like bird flu
Whack shit is what I never bring, RM over everything

[Hook: Cee]
Keep on talking shit I promise you we'll leave you speechless
My nigga it's the remix (G shit)
I said my nigga it's the remix
Just to get ya'll niggas hip to that RMOE shit