The Hunna - Fly [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Hunna]
Look who's touching down on the runway
Plane descended from the sky on Sunday
So come on let's fly like the fun way
With no rules I'll show you all the tricks I use so come play
No weed needed to get us lifted
We envision all the children who have no care in the world
And the shit I keep on spitting reminds me I'm the Illest
And I do it for the boys and girls
In the sky like birds I'm fly with words so keep flapping
Imma make it all happen they calling me action Jackson
The paper keeps on stacking the fellas and me are laughing
Cause I know I keep on crapping on these other rappers rapping
Shakespeare flow
Dr Suess influence
Ralph Waldo Emerson the rhythm are they feeling this
Robert Frost the pain away until it's all gone
I'm a Homer epic poem so you know I'm going long

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[Verse 2: Hunna]
Look for the 747 to be taking off
Jet food for thought I leave a fuel exhaust
My engine is the mind and it's fully revved
Come feed your soul I rang the dinner bell
Before I started rapping I never knew that I had wings
Now I fly away with poems cause I can't sing
But I bring the joy and the passion
So please don't leave in an orderly fashion
No bashing the critics are afraid and you know that they don't come near me
Cause I'm above the world and these mortal haters do fear me
What's that in your eye didn't think you'd be getting teary
But I suppose hating greatness is making y'all weary
Clearly I'm the top dog in this fight
Michael Vick on you bitch jetting to the mic
I can pitch shit I can throw you for a strike
Kershaw or Wainwright whichever one you like
My light shine bright but I think it's time to be taking off
This flow sick like Ebola hope it don't make you cough
But I leave y'all with one thing to say
Do you and never let haters get in the way
Just fly

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[Verse 3: Mitchie Bangs]
Me and Hunna the Wright brothers
I might smother you with my nice covers
Alcohol, blunts, bitches, I got the night covered
These haters try and run my dreams over with a white hummer
But they ain't got the balls like a dyke lover
I'm so fly I could make it 'cross the damn Atlantic
Getting paper, pockets wider than a panoramic
All these fuckers taking seats cause they can't stand it
Hip hops mechanic, I'm spewing that heat, it's volcanic
And Mitchie's getting higher than Kilimanjaro
I'm up up and away motherfucker see you tomorrow
Cuz I'm focused, you know this
You notice, my motives
Get up and smell the roses, ferocious like a pack of locusts
I'm up in the clouds, bitch, cumulonimbus
But I'm not afraid to drop on any motherfucker in this
Cuz they already on my hit list, every fucker wanna get that business
I'm prodigious, ambitious, to get your digits for riches you bitches
All I need's a bandana and some Chuck Taylors
Yeah this game's a bitch, guess who just nailed her
Motherfucker I'm in control like I'm an alpha snare
Wanna touch the sky? I can take you there
Maybe I'll never make it
Yeah that's my fattest fear
But it don't matter when I'm high up in the atmosphere
So I got the future in my eye, all of my memories passing me by
I'm on my shit, why? Cause I'm fly, that's Mitchie Bangs!

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