SkullCrane - The World Is Yours (Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

My potential is drawn from potent stencils
Melody skills that don inspired thought still
More then ill I'm more useful then foreign bills
Dutiful to hip hop stupidity stops
Rapidly jot for squads lacking lucky charms
Enemy deli treats chomp the bits from god
Gotta go as I craft gold for the last show
Of real woe wove in those never known or heard
Spit on cue like I never hit the 8 ball
Straight tall stand firm ya bugging and squirming worm
Heavyweight delegates souls to heavens gate
Just sit n wait for the next game to drop fate
My mind train is the blueprint of the rap game
First destroy the wack game glands like a migraine
High grades body bags swagging in an Escalade
Cold Blood thug beings cease remain in spirit lyric planes
Hear shame as I listen to the pain of dreams graved
And paved over notta another day of your sober ways
Up into my excellence as I invade
Like a CIS separatist
Making your eyes bleed whispers the metallic hiss
And all you heard was CHAOS ON THE rise demonstrating demons slain vampirish fangs
Irish gang stains slow yo metabolic rate
Track fat Low blows to the guts makes stomachs churn
Smoother then butter how I learn I teach
Fiery burns leech to greener ferns these new jacks
Blue adepts injected swiftly I project history
So it doesn't repeat on my elite
Class of 2 to the 0 to the 2 - 0 - 1 -3
So if y'all are Jason, I'm nightmare Freddy chasing
Fears I obsolete like liquor clear to fry a graceful brain
I change the standards heed answers like a mailman so check my delivery
What was given to me is a chance to make a difference like Queen Elizabeth
Cus america is like France before they beheaded and got fed up
So before that happen take some notes from my rapping and holla wassup
Cus I'm still getting dap in my hostile environment cus this hip hop ish
I got my eye on it like pirate watching for them bandits that switch
I'm outlandish so there's no need for gimmicks cus in what I'm givin
Is a new system of drifting in the tidal waves of time laned in the right way
Today is about the mic pay as I finally set my sight on a Friday
Where I blow up the spot like Guru and just like R.I.P I make it hot
And hard to see any end to these gems at sea I see I'm overboard