Stank Face Records - Face Melt Mixtape Cypher [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Terminal Knowledge]
Word bitch
Term gets solicited for his services
First things first, hittin' a bit of turbulence
I sure is certain a critic isn't a journalist
Encourage the listener to give a little encouragement
A muzzled pit
Mixed with a puzzled wit
Leave your stiff upper lip split, busted, and stitched up
Then awake from my slumber
Rap game Da Vinci while you lame motherfuckers stays painting by numbers

[Verse 2: Loud Mouth]
All you chicken fuckers dead to me
Mudblood's big check the charts on my pedigree
Rap game celebrity
White nose felony
Sonnin' motherfuckers I ain't never had a pregnancy
Off the walls
Mix scripts with the alcohol
Paying for forgiveness put my sins on a MasterCard
Big shit poppin' like a motherfuckin' mastodon
Been with the yoda since a youngin that's a padawan

[Verse 3: Will is Chillin]
Fuck these phony brand whores acting sure to win an Oscar
Turn pop and corny empty emcee Orville Redenbacher ass
You can snort some lead and drop from off the Earth's face
The nurse said me stupid
Doc greeted me but didn't disagree with her per say
My verse deemed perverse and adverse from my psyche since the first take
Uh, damn
Flow harder than spelling Wednesday
For me at least the pencil hold more vision than a lens case

[Verse 4: Bruce Bayne]
Dollar gripper
Hollow tipper
Tolerance of toddlers
When I bought a swisher
Wishy-washy niggas wash they mouth before they talk the shit
First taught to live and prosper off our talents in your town
Where your stomping ground
Why you walking different?
Old cliches
Witcha Oakley shades
And it won't be changed
Like that nomenclate
Stank Face bitch
How your team blow up
King Boa
No jo-king like I'm Joakim Noah

[Verse 5: Rebel Legato]
Rebel rugged no tellin' when I'm cuffin'
I'm bombing on arrival fuck bluffing
I'm looking for a buffy with a body
She the hottest hottie who willing to catch a body just for papi
Get on the beat spit like a drummer flying
Hop on the check and eat my piece of pie-uh
Before I die, shades droppin right from from the sky-I'm
Living life fucking feeling my vibe
On the other side
Only real god Stank Face arrived

[Verse 5: Acumental]
I been acting merciless on purpose
The conservative insurgent
Clutch a box cutter like a cunt surgeon to the cervix
Impervious to nervousness
Journalistic verses when I turn a page
You wander in a circle into pearly gates
Lost in the clouds like, cumulonimbus
Squares on the move put some fuel in your engines, vroom
I'm a goon in a rude and pretentious mood
Square roots
Word to Judy I bloom in an empty room
Impending doom looms over your pension so invest your loot
I bless the booth then I cruise in a Bentley coupe...not
I'm hoppin' fences like a pensive pencil pushing pest
Who would've guessed it?
P Squares, we personify perfection bitch