Rex Razor - Führer und Reichskanzler [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

SONG TITLE: Führer und Reichskanzler
ARTISTE: REX RAZOR
WRITTEN BY: REX RAZOR

I’m the king that brings hell
To yo kingdom
I’m the bee that stings
Swelling yo freedom
I’m that planet you can’t survive in
Go ask NASA why the first lady’s smiling
I’m the reason George Bush hides in the Bushes
Smoking Kush screaming Laura what’s up
Combine Obama and Osama
And my name will come up
I’m the reason Goodluck’s momma
Yelling son be patient
Step in the bank, fly the ranks
Next you’ll hear Bang
I got them ladies falling, the money I be spending
All these rappers crawling
Me and my crew be balling
Straight to Buckingham palace, yeah snatch the crown
Melt it, sell it watch me feed them hungry kids
Set the oil rigs on fire
Chicken, pork, these rulers, they fake
We be barbequing
Call Martha Steward-say we done
Baby start cleaning
Tell the whole world I’m back
Rex Razor be me
They never saw me coming
I got ma foes running
The light in me shines bright
They guts all burning
You see them wheels spinning
We in yo hood rolling
I can see yo honies Cummin’
9 months later they be pushing

CHORUS:
BOSS: hello!
HENCHMAN (over the phone): He’s coming for you Boss, everybody is dead Boss! Everybody! Blood everywhere!
BOSS: what tha hell you talkin’ about, what about them mercenaries and them sorcerers …
HENCHMAN (over the phone): All dead Boss, flesh hanging everywhere! Flesh f*ckin’ everywhere…
BOSS: what! What? Wait, hang on… what about my money…
HENCHMAN (over the phone): He took it all Boss, the gold, the platinum! Run for your life Boss…no! no!!! noooo!!! (Gun shots)
BOSS: hello, hello, hello! Rex Razor, if you can hear me man we can talk things out…


Rap 2
Only one number in ma contact
G.O.D
While you flying, hunting boy at night
Don’t mess with me
I’m that lion that can’t be harnessed
Strong like Michael Parness
From thrash bin
Been through hell, now a cash king
I spread ma wings
Ring the bell, here, keep them blings
They pooping in the ring
I’m laughing up in Beijing, Chopsticks
Baby, come have some Chow Mein
I make the world wet like the rain, I drop it hot
You make your girl wet when you show her ma picture
I know this line hit ya
Don’t u worry I’m no cheater
I’ve got a girl and her name is your brain
Bring yo whole crew and amma bring ma kid brother
George-X he’ll turn Yáll to xmen
I know you feel me man
I’m the one that hit it man
Let’s get it on baby, now she ma x-lady
I got better things to do, these girls they shady
They tried to mess with me, homie I turned off the lights
Give’m taste of somethin’new baby day and night
They claim they run this town, all I see is dead clown
Red noses back down, Rex Razor crushed the crown

CHORUS:
BOSS: hello!
HENCHMAN (over the phone): He’s coming for you Boss, everybody is dead Boss! Everybody! Blood everywhere!
BOSS: what tha hell you talkin’ about, what about them mercenaries and them sorcerers …
HENCHMAN (over the phone): All dead Boss, flesh hanging everywhere! Flesh f*ckin’ everywhere…
BOSS: what! What? Wait, hang on… what about my money…
HENCHMAN (over the phone): He took it all Boss, the gold, the platinum! Run for your life Boss…no! no!!! noooo!!! (Gun shots)
BOSS: hello, hello, hello! Rex Razor, if you can hear me man we can talk things out…

Rap 3
I’m the blade runner, I feed on bread winners
Are you a true player, the ball is right behind ya
Fifty want them ladies love’m like Pac, Jarule wear bandanna homie feelin’like pac
These rappers busy talkin’they mouth like black camels
Out o’the tomb I appeared, they hiding in the tunnels
Yáll Gadhafis ‘n Saddams I go Obama on ya
If you Jay-z on low Key, I go Solange on ya
MTV ‘n BET
I wake up in the morning
Shit on you I’m TMZ
I’m Frankenstein monster, eating all you lobsters
My saliva so venomous my toothpicks are mobsters
I smile like a gangster while I feed on ya Oscars
My name is disaster I’ll devour your youngsters
You can call me master, amma teach you to prosper
Spiritually they come, homie
All as prepared
Individually, eventually they attacked ‘n evidently
I cleared their doubts-yeah
This is no conspiracy
Best take it literally, I shot’m individually
To me they ain’t family; I’m riding with the heavenlies!

Outro:
Every shooting star is a dying star
The brighter you spark, the faster you burn baby
One love to all the independent ballers, indie!
Rex Razor! You know how we get down ha-ha
Yeah! Yeah Shit’s getting major…
And we out
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