S-Ra - Fucked Up (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
We now tune in to a live presentation of Miley Cyrus sucking Terry Richardson's cock...this is not the first time. I repeat...-static-

Man, shut the fuck up, let me explain!

[Verse 1]
"I am feeble in my mind"
You take reason in behind
If you like it then that's fine
Terry's peekin', you divine
"But I'm fucking just sublime"
And you take it down the chimes
Sucking dick for forty five
When they acting like they kind
They just want your fuckin' lines
Welcome to the honeypot with fuckin' Satan's little sign
Then they got the nerve to ask if you okay
Like bitch I eat a pile a day
Get paid to play
And I sacheted around Jay for fuckin' three days on a damn plate
Went to first base, hit right straight, done knocked fate and moved upstate
You think I say more than I weigh
My worth in gold and fame like I ain't fazed
I saw this coming back before everything fuckin' caved
Down on your fuckin asses like Shaq and facists
Passin' gasses collapsing castles currently cashin'
On an industry past masses and past mashes
Like bashes on fashions and shitting on their mansions
Madness and blackness before the golden palace
Take malice and practice and you got yourself a motherfuckin' canvas
So sadness and slackness and won't bring me back to Kansas
But hey, honey, what you got to lose? Fucked up vastness


[Chorus]
All that shit that's really fucked up
You know what I mean
You see all that shit that's really fucked up
That's what I mean
You know I think this all is really fucked up
But that's just me

[Verse 2]
Them directors with the cheddar
Getting higher, gettin' better
And the rap game that he fed her
It's enticing to the letter
But if you ain't never met her
You're just dyin' in that sweater
But if they just got back together
Why he still fuckin' that bitch heather?
Cause he gonna get vendetta
From his old ex Marietta
Brother thought that he was cleva'
Datin' a murder trending setter
When he knows he's just hell bound
But he wants his golden crown
In something he'll fall down
But he gon' come back around
And he's gonna make you wish
You never fucked up wit' his town
And for youngsters left to see
Y'all better write this down
Here we go again man, here we go again
If you want a fucking refund you should call me after ten



[Chorus]
All that shit that's really fucked up
You know what I mean
You see all that shit that's really fucked up
That's what I mean
You know I think this all is really fucked up
But that's just me

[Verse 3]
And he don' know if she's worth it
With these very special forces
"He should end up in a coffin
With some downright endless torment"
And some caution is important
When he's snoopin' in the forest
"He don't come here very often"
Well that's because he's foreign
He's explorin', he's tourin'
Soarin' in Denmark, scorin' in Berlin
Maybe that's why you hate him, cuz he's lucky every morning

[Chorus]
All that shit that's really fucked up
You know what I mean
You see all that shit that's really fucked up
That's what I mean
You know all this shit is prolly' fucked up
Nothing is clean

[Verse 4]
Yo, if you want a shot you got it
I can take you up a rocket
You're the fuckin' star here, I'm merely supersonic
You might be on narcotics
And be placed on a list for audit
But as long as you're a rockstar
Who gives a shit about the process?
Bitches claiming they are prophets
"I was only joking, honest"
Better wish onto a comet
You gonna wish soon that you lost it

[Chorus]
See all that shit that's really fucked up?
Do ya' know what I mean?
Yes, all this shit is really fucked up
Do you finally see?
You know I told ya'll this shit was really fucked up
But that's just me

[Verse 5]
This rap game is so fucked
But I think it's just starting
And unless you bust a nut
You know you'll never make the cut
Come give me a hand darling
Just give me a hand
Let's toast to fuck-ups and everything, man

(hums chorus tune)

[Outtake]
From Wisconsin with love. Assholes...