The Etherealist - Mass Hysteria [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: The Etherealist]
Evacuate the fucking building. Wack rappers drop by the millions
Ether bombs the track and bodies hit the fucking ceiling
I'm unfeeling; Spartan-kick bitches through windows
Forty-story floors make widows
It's the mister Etherealist; it's the realest lyricist. Hypnotist leaving you dribbling gibberish
Spitting syphilis at critics; I'm mythic, apocalyptic, wicked visions, I finish this
Ripping with the sickest flow. Heads in boxes: I'm John Doe
Snapping necks of children pulled down in the undertow

[Verse 2: Cerelli]
Takes pure concentration
Rappers should repent: my flow's 'bout to damn the nation
I'll be damned if they think they can take me
I'm a deadly wrath: a force to be reckoned
Should be obese, how I eat one rapper then go for seconds
I'm flowing like I should be, like I'm wearing black hoodies
Vandalise the beat in CDs; my rhymes are graffiti
The streets just need me

[Verse 3: Centavo]
Up in the cypher, ready to spit the fire
(Got the) same electricity that carries through a wire
My drug is the mic; get ready to recite
I got a lotta heart and I got enough bite
Barely bark, cause once I start, your whole world's
Gonna be covered wit' darkness; don't start shit: I'm ruthless
Once I start to diss, got the lyrics, the tricks
When I'm in the mix, bitch, you ain't ready for this

[TO BE CONTINUED]