Sixth Sense - Technics [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Eyedea
Be the one to rip it infinite
The lyrics you pick are crumbs and bitches gibberish
No wonder kids ain't interested
You run your rubber lips I'll split your heads
You mumble under your breath with the shit you say
Cause you' scared to death
I'm crumbling you and the other dozen men who
Wasn't meant to true (ha, ha)
Now I'mma take you to rhyming school
Time is due for the perfect tool to shine like jewels and surface
As we emerge the earth shifts
Ships crash, the quick flash blinds your crew
Your spine is grooved from whiplash
Minus two out of proportion forcing that bitch ass to hide fast
So you can't see me... like that snake in high grass
I'm a real b-boy
Shit I write rhymes while ditching class
If you a heavy weight you best to check your mass
I defy the laws of gravity and actually
Act like cavities and crack your teeth
Fast heat-rashes are left on your chest
Just think if you wouldn't have stepped to me
You wouldn't have to expect your death
Appear ??
In Minnesota mid west
I'm an unstoppable engine beyond comprehension
Drenching