RHF - Molotov [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Animos]
Animos, Hip Hop vet, still holding fort
I might pass the mic but I hold the torch
RHF on course, records sold of course
Took a four year break, still control the force
Dark side or light
Don't want to start a fight
But compared to other MCs I'm out of sight
My rhymes are tight, I'm a true lyricist
So at home on the mic like Nike kicks
Stay dipped, my outfit’s nice and crisp
Shit, I came a long way since I sliced my wrist
It’s like this, stop, Rock lock down your city
So lock up your women even if they not pretty
I'm not picky except with scotch whiskey
Straight shots to the kidney
Yo Prompt is you with me?
If the gods don't fear me turn it up so they hear me
Yeah! Do you hear me?

[Verse 2: Impromptu]
I think these rappers got it twisted
If anybody made some real shit of late then I must have missed it
RHF soldiers get enlisted, skill in the verbalistics
Still nobody want to dis this
That’s right, I think it’s better to wait
Better to take back raps then leave them to these featherweights
This is that bare-knuckle rap
That old up-in-your-face, nobody want to dare fuck with that
What you don’t get it?
Rap machine man, I’m cybernetic
My iron throat spit lines phonetic
Your words written twice bitten, better call the medic
Your rap skill, I’m like “Neh… pathetic”
I must now come equipped for the bust down
What? I’m ready, I punt for the touchdown
And not pissed but it’s like I’m spinning out
I can’t even believe the words that are coming from my own mouth
The soundtrack of my skill displayed over a beat
Have you thinking I got the blueprint laced over my speech
I’m a painter with a brush, pen paper to touch
It’s just hand me a mic and I’ll turn it to dust
I must deliver when I speak
Flow like an untainted river, mission to the sea
I’m reppin' my repertoire
You can’t step in these sessions when I’m reppin' this art
Incredible rap artist working the hardest
You can’t harm us, I’m super-lyrical
Won’t battle you rappers, that’s on principle
Not sensible
I’ll give you a name, nobody heard of you
Nobody want to know nobody ‘til somebody murder you
I’m a wizard when I rhyme, exquisite in every line
How do my words combine, well never you mind
Just focus on the hypnotical, sick beat when the kick knock at you
And that’s how you know that this shit’s got at you

[Verse 3: Animos]
Nothing comes for free
Nothing up my sleeve
When I breathe on a track it’s above industry
Ignant motherfuckers tell me love it or leave
Man, I’m just trying to live comfortably
So I just to do what I do best
And blueprint the movement
With a two-step, now you step and I’m back up on my feet
Hear the magic when I speak
I set fire to the beat
I make microphones crackle from the heat
I bend bars and MCs get mangled in between
It gets deep like cavities and hollow earth theories
Y’all don’t hear me and rappers can’t see me
I’m back on that tip to eliminate the species
Peace treaties ripped up, renewed my license
My yes, everything we drop is priceless
Now come on son, tell me who’s the nicest
RHF is back? That’s fucking righteous

[Outro]