Rhyme King - Rhyme God [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Chorus)
My soul lifted, I'm the Rhyme God
My flow gifted, I'm the Rhyme God
My mind vivid, I just grind hard
I stay wicked spitting some finest bars). (2X)

[Verse 1: Rhyme King]
Fucking high as hell in the studio
Fuck a Gucci I'm on that Scooby Doobie flow
Spitting holy rhymes like a Holy Ghost
I'm mostly dope with the braggadocio
Fuck a unholy hoe, I turn them into a toasty roast
Okey dokey though I poke these hoes in Tokyo
You better row, row your boat to the Poconos
Or suffer a broken nose, or death by me choking throats
I'm never a fucking joke, I'm better than the fucking Pope
I suggest you slow your role, I'm known to out rap a foe
I got a psycho dome, I froze the microphone
I'm so fiesty and icy on this mighty throne
I'm rapping on this beat feeling like a 90s clone
I guess that's better than talkin bout shiny chrome
Welcome to the rhyme zone where I always shine alone
I design with my mind just to find my own zone

(Chorus)
My soul lifted, I'm the Rhyme God
My flow gifted, I'm the Rhyme God
My mind vivid, I just grind hard
I stay wicked spitting some finest bars). (2X)

[Verse 2: Rhyme King]
Feelin victorious and glorious with euphoria
I'm notorious, the story is I never gave a fuck
Music is like a rush for the raps that I bust
For the fact I'm too much for the cats who ain't above
Trying to match for what I love this ain't a competition bruh
Bring out the gloves, my rhymes will smash ya like a bug
Brains over brawn, I shoot hoops like LeBron
So game over, lil soldier, the first gun has been drawn
POW! Fuck what ya say, y'all can crucify me
Nail me to a cross where I can find peace
My dreams are alive, I don't get the time to sleep
Rhyme King is in the building who let's the mind speak
I'm God, you're a fraud to your music
My round of applause without a cause cuz you're stupid
I'm the antidote, I don't need to candy coat
I don't need to sound watered down like bitches with a pantyhose

(Chorus)
My soul lifted, I'm the Rhyme God
My flow gifted, I'm the Rhyme God
My mind vivid, I just grind hard
I stay wicked spitting some finest bars). (2X)