The 3rd Kind - Sofa King [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Prod. by Danger Mouse]

[Verse 1: Jakk The Rhymer]
Passionate rappers get casketed with no remorse
Was holding my spot till after it, show them off
Sworn by your sword, behind them a trail of slain amateurs
The pen packed with coke and cannabis when he handle scipt
The rhetoric reflects off they teaching, the probably
Underrated, nah, they the problem they region
Season the spoken word that's the kind elevated
From dope to complex, from [?] and context
With an [?] ridged flow
So, my shit's designed to stretch check my
Lines and text be like nines and techs
F airplay The Kind get divine respect
Said it took some time crafting this God's gift
Roller-coaster ride, emergency break to train wreck
Uh, but from that emerged greatness
Attention was well underpaid like a blank check
They base steps off of history's past tracks
They wonder how we make leaps and bounds without looking back
Bound to be greatness we studied from the best of them
You must be irrelevant to question this intelligence
Lift off, rip raw, best acknowledge [?] from you and your's
More sleepy hollow than hollow tips
Come on joe, you really have got to be kidding
Waiting to blow up, we giving them mannerisms
Quit with the remedies and the rhythms and the writtens
I be kicking, this be lyrical ammunition

[Verse 2: Capital STEEZ]
Yo peep the rhyme, used to do this leisure time
Redefine [?] every define writing easy lines
First amendment lethal coerce of pennmanship
With or without a pen I proceed to exert my excellence
I'm excelling with more rhymes than rugged cats
Without holding a duffle bag or busting caps
You fronting man, I'ma do it until my lungs collapse
I'm going way ahead of my time, [?]
You really thinking you ahead of me dude
[?] your shit was dead before I stepped in booth
If there was a competition excused them from condescending
But I have been kinda expecting some tension from my contenders
And least what's left of them
Cause many men have been turned into excrement
Huh, regurgitate rappers
And just an amateur if you worthy of battling
I'm crossing out names with an asterisk
The mic check is like a vi-script to crack your lips
I give a [?] for the word play
Along with a bag of ice and a first aid
Won't believe he's underage and he's that ill
But you will surprised by the range of this cat's skill
Come on homie get a clue
Spitting a written [?] indivual
Showing of what my pen will do would get rid of you
5 words "I am so fucking lyrical"