SnipeZ - Dumb It Down [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro:

Yea, S ta the got damn!
Uhm, I know a lot of the times y'all can't understand me cause of my vocabulary and whatnot so
I figured if I dumb it down, maybe y'all would listen ...

Hold Up! X6

Verse One:
Hold up, nah fuck that!
Let me give 'em a rhythm that'll make em bust back
Trust that I'ma pick em up and leave em where the dust at
I'ma crush facts, have em asking whats that huh?!

Oh, you don't know? sorry
Skinny jeans got you acting retarded
Bad bitches all up on your harley
Fro hawks make you feeling all gnarly, hardly

Are you holding any skill
Cause none of y'all are spitting ill'
Just rapping about some pills
Got strippers in some heels

Hey! there's a million songs about all that
So why not make another
Make a video, with some little hoes and throw some dough tearing the club up, WHATS UP?!
Nothing! The music you makes disgusting!
You all the same gimmicks that you claiming that you isnt
And you fishing in the same bucket!

Somethings gotta give
Shit I gotta make a hit
So I dumbed it on down and I rhymed my nouns
And now it sounds like this!

Hook: X2
See I could dumb it down, or I could smart it up
Say I love my town, we all fitted as fuck
Got bottles all around, we running this club
But I ain't like you clowns, my sounds much different huh?!

Verse Two:
Secret way of acting gay
Yea that's swag dawg
In ya big Vans and ya skinny ass pants
Cutting circulation to your balls

Pause! Let's talk about money
Hustle everyday even Sunday
Ain't it funny that some days you think your a baller in your awkward glasses when you hit the mall

WRONG! What's your malfunction?
Down syndrome or something?
Slurring your words in verses
On purpose has got us all wondering

Were you dropped on your head
Or your dreads to tight instead
Cause if Pac was alive
He would write like I and strive to have your careers end

Send this to the new school
I had to dumb it down to get to you fools
Cause if I rhyme multiple syllables, they wouldn't feel the flow
Really though their mentality is too screwed!

Boo Hoo! Cry some more
Tuck ya dick in ya ass and grab a whore
That's swag for sure, I'ma bag ya corpse
Now dance that ass to the chorus!

Hook: X2
See I could dumb it down, or I could smart it up
Say I love my town, we all fitted as fuck
Got bottles all around, we running this club
But I ain't like you clowns, my sounds much different huh?!

Verse Three:
So you the best to ever do it
Swagger on a million
Sell drugs like all the cool kids
Stacking money to the ceiling

You pilling out stupid
Kush got you now feeling
That you are the coolest
On top of the realist, hold up!

NO! You never were and you never will be
You amateur rappers asking for an ass kicking thinking that you kill beats
Still speak gucci and Luis Vuitton in all your songs
And how you fucking bitches in whips that are sitting on

30 inch rims
With TV's in the dash
But you can't afford rent
And have no money for gas!
Act like I'm lying
I'm dying to hear you son
But first get all ya goons and load all of ya guns cause!

Hook: X2
See I could dumb it down, or I could smart it up
Say I love my town, we all fitted as fuck
Got bottles all around, we running this club
But I ain't like you clowns, my sounds much different huh?!

Outro:
Yea, so now that I turned my swag on a hundred million thousand, plus one whatever you say
Maybe you'll listen, I doubt it though
Its a'ight, fuck yall!