Skribbal - Sicko With A Pistol [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hells motel
A beautiful place to dwell
Sit here and forced to face myself

The broken image is reflection of the madness
The person looking back at me is covered in the blackness
Love is absent and drugs are a must have
Started smoking heavy since pops gave me one drag

Now im an addict
A salivating dog
Backing up my bark with a ratchet
To your jaw
Smacking fagets hard if youre stepping in my yard
Its the goddamn devilman back playing god
Twisted personality
Aiming from the balcony
Stray bullets bust your crushed under this power siege
You better bow to me
Your family's surrounded
The minute that i spit this shit im sure to shake the mountains
Military blockade fortified marksman
Psycho with a rifle busting shots through your apartment

IF YOU HAD A BRAIN YOUD BE DANGEROUS
SICKO WITH A PISTOL
EVERYONE WILL KNOW WHAT MY NAME IS
SKRIBBAL IS APESHIT
NOW I GOT YOUR BODY STUCK IN MY TRUNK
BLOOD SPEWING OUT THE SPEAKERS
WHEN MY SYSTEM BUMPS

Sick
2 different people
The normal me is evil
(the other one is equal)
Bad to the bone
Back in the zone
Slap broads quick with a crack
To the dome
Blast smash til your brains leak out
Everybody calm down
No need to freak out
Just relax and enjoy whats comin
A show too sick for you dumb pricks to stomach

Im gonna tear these walls down
Get it straight
Hit you with a raw sound
And load that 38
Pump you full of holes, smoke a couple bowls
Reaper man, here i am to take you to the gates
No debate, no second chances
Steadily advancing
The rebirth of Manson
Mad, smother you with cyanide gas
Then cut your fucking face off
And wear it as a mask