Shawn Of The Dead - KHLONDI$$LIOYALTY [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
I gotta shout out my boys right now, hold up
Shout out Kyle, Blood On Our Hands doing that shit with me
Shout out Nick doing that Nightmares shit with me
Shout out my little bro Zach doing that Royalty shit with me
Y'all never heard but; Shout out Izzy doing that trap shit with me
That shit coming out soon, real soon just keep your eyes out
Shout out Cris, Hugo, Jimmy for juming on any track, ever
Yo play that sample real quick bro, yeah that one

[Interlude]

[Verse 1]
Phone up my boy Lazy Nick
Told him to cook up a tape
Got my whisk out and stirred out the fakes
The music I knead it out
Then sit back and bake it out
Shit was a piece of cake
Laid back ate the verses
Pupils so small, yo
This shit gonna make 'em smaller
If you got beef betta holla
You ain't a stripper, but I'll put cash on you
Takin' shots to the head
I ain't gay but I stay straight against the hate
Y'all in the corner all you do is masturbate

That shit was just so cold I had to let it play

[Verse 2]
Money and bitches ain't shit
My shit is encrypted like my 5S
Yo my mind is like a puzzle
Life like zodiac you a virgin though
I'm like a serving size sometimes I go overboard
Talking all that shit you ain't even wipe, yo
Keep yapping and your kids early years
Gonna look like the wonder years, yo
Looking for where you been
Hanging round in the wrong pen
Pencil drop like a a beat drop
Jumping out the gym, uh
Jumpin' out the gym into the wrong DMs
I'll come in and eaves drop into your GM
That's group message for y'all fuckers that don't know what that shit is

[Verse 3]
Homies tryna eat and you tryna pet
You can bet your ass gonna be
Trigger finger itching, I got dry skin
You got some screws loose you better tighten it
Or I'mma come around and fuck your tight bitch
Look here that's fine print
Uh, bitch you signed it
You should be sponsored by Vaseline
My rhymes are like a match to gasoline
That shit's cold man, what the fuck am I doing?