Stevie Crooks - Cloud Captain (The Arrival) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Stevie Crooks]
The float God has arrived
Come to the show on a pterodactyl when I sky dive
My imagination is danger
Don't forget the way that I dress
Fabric fire, threads melt on the hanger
It's the perfect assassin, Siberian werewolf hoodie
Sword carrying, beautiful barbarian
I eat caviar and watch Jerry Springer
Dreams of driving cherry beamers while my wifey blow the reefer
Grimey Coutour, black Timberlands on
Marble floor, Paid in Full playin' while I write these bars
Sash quash with a bald fade and a gold chain
Spit on yo' face, "fuck you and yo' whole gang!"
NYCA is the birthplace
Stomp you out while wearing YSL in the worst way
Fly fatality, flawless foot finisher
Floaty frame fracture fuckin' up ya fibula

[Hook: Stevie Crooks]
Kimono dragon, skin on a letterman jacket
Snow leather blanket, yeah cover my mattress
NYCA we levitate off the atlas
The cloud captains, the cloud captains (repeat 2x)

[Verse 2: Liym Courteous]
It's the casual don calm out for cash in the palm
Craftin' psalms you should tatt on your arm
Mad charm on my classy shit
Whack analysis a nigga claim he half as sick
The pad is slick, nigga pass the fifth
The yack black now I have to piss
Immaculate for disasters, I'm the catalyst
Swear they on they fashion shit
Tight garments, quite alarming
Give a light warning, I done had it with rappers
Space bound rather travel with NASA, create sounds
Place a crown on this spectacular bastard
The coast never left this shit
Proceed to boast and they takin' a prerequisite
I spread the gift
Just listen, the voice velvet
Joint give me helmet, nice plate you can smell it
Filled with oysters and shell-fish
Rejoice when I tell it
I innovate plenty
The feast many feat better get your plate ready, nigga

[Hook: Stevie Crooks]

[Verse 3: Snazz Gordy]
This is monsoon mayhem
I sonic boom right out the womb
Into a saiyan platoon flooded with made men
Boots made of penguins
Golden machete to elegantly chop yo' dome off a jacket and on pavement
It's the gorgeous gladiator, avatar air-bender
Flair lender, goulash God, I can make a beard trimmer
Fuck around and make a spear enter the center of your dad's placenta
Without staining my De La Renta
Smooth effort, cut from a smooth texture
Apply pleasure to the tech on the dresser for legal tender
I'm with whatever is clever like dissecting your sector
And letting the chopper give you a slow lecture
Blowing lettuce like it's hot
Guzzling V.S.O.P. in the three drop
Lettin' yo' she beat box on a G cock
This is bolivian heat rock
Pump this on discrete blocks and watch how the fiends flock, nigga

[Hook: Stevie Crooks]