Street Trill - I Am Smoking Crack [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Street Trill....hash-tag: I. Am. Smoking. Crack
All these bitches flat. Ugh
Smoke crack if you're 12 years old

[Verse 1: Street Trill]
I'm smoking crack every motherfucking day
Turn a Kindergarten into fucking D-Day
They're all fucking gay
Kill kids in the night, give them a fright
Drink their blood heavily, feeling kind of Heavenly
Rest in peace, one-in-three bitches on their fucking knees
Sucking me, fucking me
I don't give a fucking shit, that bitch is nothing to me
I'll bring her to the courtyard and tell her secret (Ratchet)
(Smoke crack)

[Hook]
I AM SMOKING CRACK!
I'm smoking crack
I AM SMOKING CRACK, YOU FUCKING PUNK!
I'M SMOKING....CRACK...
(every fucking day)
(Here we go!)

[Verse 2: Street Trill]
All my bitches get stitches
I beat them to a pulp
I don't give a flying fuck if they make it out
Alive. Inside their pussy stays wet
My dick stays hard and my anger they gon' get
Rolling up my dope and I know they ain't stealing--
I keep them ass-naked so I can fucking rape them
Kill them, chase them, I keep them ass-naked so I can fucking rape them
I don't need them
I fucking look at my reflection in the mirror, shear terror
When you see me playing my devil horn, you scared
I get paper. Honkies making money at DEMF from making stupid ass beats
In their fucking basements. I'll fuck your grandmother
Fuck you Eminem...

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Double J]
All these bitches get stitches
If they snitchin' in the kitchen
The coppers come by and I ain't listenin'
Cookin' crack in the pan
See that bitch I be layin'
If you come near my crew, motherfucker I'll be sprayin'
Smoke green, then I drink on some lean
Bang in the crib, living out my fucking dreams
Stack paper, who da neighbors?
Stack paper, quoting Juicy J neighbor

[Freestyle A'capella: Double J]
Shit, freestyle no beat, nigga you move your feet
When you feel it down low, you feel the whole damn beat
See the world keeps turning while my money keeps churning
Spit these tunes then I come by, I am burning
When you see so much paper stacked on your knees
Man I'm knee deep in this fucking green, you see:
Y'all just a sheep, I'm a wolf
When you're moving, I am told
When you see the planet burning, I am here, I am learning
So much is new and different
And this mixtape spitting sizzurp
And when come here- comes the fire
Who do you admire?

[Freestyle A'capella: Street Trill]
...and you know that Street Trill is here
And you know that I'm gonna drink a beer
Maybe six, maybe it doesn't make a difference
If I drink 1, to 12, to fucking 15
The age of my first lover
I fucking go both ways
You know that I do
I'm the number 2
And if you don't fucking know my name
You can go to fucking shame
Because Street Trill is rocking your fucking bitch
Without your name being spoken on her lips
She says what she wants, I do what I want
I can tell you that
And you know I ain't talking about no stupid ass rap
Fucking Tim thinks he can beat me in a rap battle
YOU'RE BETTER OFF RAISING CATTLE TIM!!
I'm not fucking rapping right now I'm waiting for you to walk in the door
Because you're a goddamn whore
And I can't deal with anything no more
Anything dealing with you
Anything dealing with your poo, because we share the same bathroom
So shut up Tim!
I'm freestyling, Jackson doesn't know who's bout to win
But I know that it's me because I ain't letting you on the track
You fucking stupid G
What do you think, I'm a goddamn clown?
Cuz I'm a juggalo!
Now I'm about to fucking bring the beat back...
1...2....3.....4!!
....

[Hook]