Spamtec - Day in The Life [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yeah yeah, Spamtec, [?] on the beat, representing
Uh uh, yeah yeah, day in the life, ytcracker, check it out

I wake up at the crack of dawn
Hit the alarm
Put my rolex on
Voice mail from egod
There's a squeeze and yawn
He said, "holla back ytcrack"
And I'm gone

Shuffle to the mirror and move the day along
See the tat on my back, one love to Sean
STC forever man we lifelong
And then we meeting up in heaven where we all belong

Hop in the shower and I sing a little song
I'm a little off key but I don't get the words wrong
Get a page while I'm drying
It's my guy in Hong Kong
My servers are ready when it's time to bomb

Gel up my hair like a cheap salon
But it don't matter anyway because I put my hat on
Going to face the day, got to stay headstrong
Got to beat the anti's, I got to stay calm

Hit up flow on my ICQ
I say, what up P, what's up with you?
Nothing just chilling repping Spamtec crew
And I got these proxies to get us through

I said, cool my nurga, we gonna mail a few?
He said, I think Marcus Year about to make a debut
Ducking AOL so their lawyers don't sue
Switching domains, boy, we never renew

Didn't have phish so I hit up Drew
Danger in the air, boy, I thought you knew
Since the hosting was up and we had some new
I plugged them in and my phish tank grew

Had about twenty thousand sitting in the queue
My net use jumping like a kangaroo
Then it slowed down like DJ Screw
Spamtec, boy, you know it's true

[flow]
It's... around twelve so I roll out of bed
Covered in bottles and I'm old in my head
Still a little tipsy and my face is red
Thought about what my boy egod said

Got to blast hard, 'til all the phish are dead
It's been a week since my phish were fed
Looked in the tank they were dropping like lead
But instead of mailing scam I just switched to meds

Loaded up the message and refreshed the threads
Checked the stats, I'm twenty sales ahead
Of my boy Misfit, but we still break bread
Keep my head cool don't worry about the fed

No evidence, they won't find a shred
Want to bet on that? Better check the spread
Keep my spammers and my tools up in the shed
That's where we chill and get a gang of head

So I called up some fine ass horny freaks
Tell them that I'm getting three deep in the sheets
Then they on my crib getting down on they knees
Getting dome while I check my stats for the week

It's a shout to spam and I'm looking pretty chic
I got a big ass thing but I don't work it like a geek
Cause I'm here to change fluids and plug the leaks
Work on a ho like a Lexus Jeep

I chase more tales than Little Bo Peep
But they got to fine I ain't fucking no sheep
The future of spam is looking pretty bleak
But Spamtec ride we just turn the other cheek

Keep hosting up, never leave a link weak
Otherwise we'd be up without a paddle in the creek
I'm sick of fucking anti's playing hide-and-seek
That's why I read from the Book of Spam before I sleep

Dear lord, please give me the strength to overcome the anti's
To send mass mails
To lead the millions into the new age of spam