Rus - Moldy Flows [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Once again, it's the same shit, just a different day
This paper and pen, nice grip, never slippin' away

I'm awaiting the day where rap can boomerang back
Cus if real recognize real, then few can say that

Back to to the track, so I'm asking myself questions
Trying to find the answers it's feelin' like I'm questin'

My sound traveling large from Azeroth to Kalimdor
I'll be waiting for every Friday on the calender

Why? I guess it's just the day I'm most free
Kick back with some finess and a couple of oldies

Chill with homies, dirty flows like it's moldy
So please, I only want people listenin' closely

Better hold me back, I'm sinking inside the track
Immersed within snares and claps, damn I love boom bap

If I said that I don't, then your catching me lying
If im not doing work, then what the fuck is grinding

Sheesh, understand I'm just one man
I got one plan, I got no crew no clan

Every thing I do, everything that I see
It's just the foundation of everything I want to be

But that's stuck in my sleep, but I'm going for releasing it
Life gets better when you add a little kief in it

Hope that works for sounds too, not like I would mind
When I write, I feel like I'm up high, 'cus of fast time

I got bars like I was just macking inside of finland
Shining over here like my teeth with silver fillins'

And I'm stealing your ears, you feelin' it ya hear
'Cus I'm making noise like my grinding's near

It the end of the day, so when night comes up
The beat gets pressed play, and you already know whats up