Solo 45 - Feed Em To the Lions [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Feed them to the lions
Feed them to the lions
Feed them to the lions
I said feed them to the lions

[Pre-Hook]
Tell him
There's no running from me
Ducking, diving from me
No God can save you from me
You tell that little shit
Look, there's no running from me
Ducking, diving from me
No God can save you from me
Fuck it, I said

[Hook x3]

[Verse 1]
Popping bottles of the Grey Goose
A couple thousands round my neck
I told them broke the bank you can't loose
Spilling champagne on my crep
Man I bought myself a Plan B
Them riding goofy on my deck
I got arms bigger than your face nigga
Cause I do them extra sets
I can do a hundred-thousand views in a few days
When they see what was next
We can make a nigga team they can try say something
Then watch what I do next
Hit him with a pump-pump
Pump-pump
Pump-pump right to the chest
Shh...breathe, breathe, breathe

[Pre-Hook] + [Hook x3]

[Verse 2]
Boy Better Know!
Man, I spend all day in Camden
Strongbow, skatepark, mandem
Tattoos, girls in photos
I see Rizla, weed and Benson
Poppin' chicks now just land them
She gets broody when I'm ramping
I'm sober twice a week
The rest is gun-squeeze, it can happen
Fuck there's reefer in the building
Boy Better Know in the building
Turned up to the rave in flip-flops
Left with more than what we pulled up in

[Pre-Hook] + [Hook x3]