Terminator - Believe It Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

T. I'm the Darkside G
I'm repping the side that's lower E
Darkside don, slash, and it's T
I'm the Darkside G
I'm repping the side that's lower E
Darkside don, slash

When I grab the steel, I aim hard
My aim's marred. They should call me Sergeant Robin Dark
T
I'll surgically remove blood from your heart
If you're in your car, I'll clap the window and knife you in your heart
I'm only talking from experience
I'm equivalent to a line in this field no lickle man carved
Those lickle mens get touched and then parred
Those lickle mens get touched and remove themselves and live very far
I get touched, I come back with a stainless
Or a strap, dependent on who you are and who's got your back
Call me Hand of God
Cause I use my respect and have you gone
T. One phone-call, then your mum's releasing swans
One dotty, cab fare, once I'm gone
I know her son doesn't think: too headstrong
Licked down by pumps; destination: God
Head down, then got; his family does nothing but sob
Do I feel bad? Rarely
Cause man should control their gob
More time gob turns to action before gun turns to action
Loaded hottie, now your mum's on depressants
Your mum's on depressants
Birthday comes, she still buys your presents
T. She prays from day to day that her son's gone to Heaven
Man are not on what I'm on
I'll take it to a level where you choosing Hell or God
Most man would choose Hell
But when I do my ting, I leave them praying to God
It depends on God
Whether he survives, or the outcome is a corpse
With a knife in my paw, I'm one of the coldest discrete savages in North
All my favourite colours
Cause I love to see blood and I leave man blacked out on the floor
I always do my job
If he doesn't die, he definitely retires
I leave man retired
Due to the knife-work in my team that is required
I'm not being biased
I'm a knife man but I'm around many shooters
I'm far from wanted by Trident
I get down and dirty; I'm silent but violent
I'll hardly speak when it comes to beef
I just grab my knife and let my knife do the speech
I let my knife do the speech
Talk is cheap; I rarely agree to peace
I rarely agree with peace
I don't speak once my enemy come to the...
I confirm, then I wait my turn
You had your turn once you confirmed that the beef is on
I'm not a smooth-talker, so I don't talk on phone
And it's T, and I'm back on the scene