Swych - Lyrical Knock-Out!! [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Bet they won't last one round
(I'm gonna destroy your life) Three minutes on the clock, uh

[Verse 1]
How you want it? Show me my opponent
Show me my opponent, I'm a show them where the flo' is
Say they going all out, I'm a show them where the do' is
If you wavy as a ocean I'm coming through like I'm Moses, man
The flow is Doc Louis, I'm a show them how to do this
I will kill a track, bring it back, now I got it suicidal
Speak my mind because it hold too much dopeness for a human body
These haters couldn't see me if they joined illuminati
Dude cannot step to the king
You need a x-ray to see the R&B chick that's in my stretch limosine
Your punches make me block my ears like Tyson stepped in the ring
I kill it quick, I don't even give it a second to scream
Type to take your girl's breathe out her chest boy
And make her take her clothes off quick, like the ending of Metroid
Uncut truth like the nudes in the DM
Sonning y'all rappers, no BM
P.S. I'm dope! Serving rappers like I'm in the hood with it
Any rapper could get it, welcome to the soup kitchen
I sent your boo on a new mission
Told her to call the local news because the roof on the coupe's missing
You ain't gon' want seconds once you smell what I'm cheffing
Raekwon, Bronson, Dwayne Rock Johnson
Tell me where'd your sis go? I'm trying to see that thong thong
Injury to insult: she ain't got her thong on
She left it on my bedroom floor again
Slid her to the cribbo then I did her to some Tory Lanez
Had her in the chamber laying up, on some Wilt sh-
Redhead, plaid skirt, stole her heart and killed it, ahh

(Let's get ready to rumble!)

[Verse 2]
Yo, I be that young dude that run through them bum crews
And know dudes is dying so why watch the dumb news?
Swych is a soldier, hup 1 hup 2
Blonde girls scream and rip they shirts off, Goku
You the type of loser Obama was talking to
And I'm the next Lil Wayne, you need to stay in school
Ha, the world needs more doctors
So I'm a finish you off and open up the job market like uh
I'm rocky, I'm Rocky, your girl love to hang off my ropes like we boxing
I'm lying, no diamonds or jewelry, you see me, I just be shining
I'm doing me, I don't even buy myself a drink first
We just trying to get the dough though, like extinct birds
Bills like a toucan, you fly as a kiwi
You thought you could see me but your eyes ain't Tweety's
Do I run my city? Is Cam'ron's mink pink?
Oh he think he running things? Poor little Tink-Tink
Aha, and I ain't record this in no booth you know
I'm in your living room with your moms planning your funeral
Heard they act funny when you stack money
I'm just trying to spend a mill and laugh, my life's a ad in the Super Bowl
Game on lock and I never forget the password
Rappers say they killing me? Death via laughter
You can't see me on a track hater try guns
But I'm immortal because I keep on 1-upping you chumps
I got these rappers in they feels like a scarecrow
I brought these rappers HP down to zero
But if you really think you better than me
Hit my jack, I'll have my secretary send you the beat, boy

(I'm the best corner in the game! When you try me with a sorry receiver like Crabtree, that's the result you gon' get!)