Rocket Cartel - The Reign [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Will Money]
This scintillating shit has been incubating for years
Lyrics with the power to bring a nation to tears
Came in with an explosion, forty-thousand downloads
With minimal promotion, now I'm livin' by the ocean
Perfectionist, I kept it under wraps until I mastered it
You finna be flabbergasted when the remasters hit
Sylvia Plathin' shit, my bitch Lady Lazarus
We hazardous materials wrapped in fancy packages
Romantic and amorous, smokin' cannabis
Finna take it right where you bastards live, that's the shit
Live in a castle with massive cavernous passages
The azimuth of this rappin' shit, can you handle it?
Hackin' existence, the man's a master of randomness
Cancerous, leavin' haters stinkin' like ambergris
Commandin' this shit, better know what the answer is
Philanderous philanthropist, fuck average!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Pyrex French]
Crimeshare, all up on a different element
First aid for your crime life I spit
Counter this, for those who never knew my name
Grew up in a new game, talent's in their face
Adopt the 101 in my name
Got the Lord in my face game
Thought I'd be facin' heavy leverage
Talk shit with no influence that's severage
Bag fulla hella shit, talk smack
To my boy, that seems irrelevant
Throw the slang till my vein hiss
Mouth where your game is, still make the reign hit
Take no Ls to make the lane switch
Customize that 50s shit
Custom eyes in the lane, swish
Three grand on your day, Stojakovic
Your brand price of a nick, money over any chick
I'll make a sitcom bitch switch, shit!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Will Money]
Attractive villain sittin' on half a million
Social chameleon sippin' on whiskey and sarsaparilla
Yeah the man's in the building, put your hands to the ceiling
Damn I handle these children, when I rant I smash their feelings
The broads get conquered by my awesome persona
From Toronto to Tehran to Tirana
To Torino, I'm the god of the casino
Quaffin' Montelena in a powder blue tuxedo
While your bitch tryna unfasten my cummerbund
Don't run up to my car cause in the trunk I got a hundred guns
Mow down any idiots in front of me
Incorporated in Nevada as "The Artillery Company"
I got undersea hideouts, kilos on that white-out
Scorin' on Olympic volleyball bitches, side out
Time out, hostile takeover, this a buyout
This is the KT Boundary, you dinosaurs 'bout to die out

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Will Money]
Got a chick named June and a chick named Jolie
One give me kisses while the other one blow me
Got them hoes twisted like turnstiles
Patent leather riding crop, whiplash girlchild
The crown prince of the metropolis
Soon to be crowned the king of opulence
She love my confidence, sex beyond competence
When I'm up in it she said it feels like the apocalypse
I'm what Nietzsche envisioned, here to release you from prison
Kick in the teeth of tradition then chill on beaches with bitches
New Lamborghini editions, meanwhile you leasin' a Sebring
Phil Hartman haters, Troy McClure, now he sleep with the fishes
Chappaquiddick you bitches, now my precision's malicious
Head-on collision with my dick, man that clit is delicious
My religion is gettin' blitzed and belligerent
I envision a resurrection of Icarus
My ambition defies a proper description, it's
Ridiculous if you ain't envisaged the kid's immanence
Give me a minute, I'll give 'em another taste of brilliance
You iron shirts in the time it takes me to make a million
My bank statement's as think as The Silmarillion
Critics treat my shit like Merriweather Post Pavilion
And you wanna know why I'm so confident?
My concubine could conquer nine continents, shit