The Lethalogist - Lethal Sinitra [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Frank Sinatra Intro]

[Kid Lethal]

My only reality is to fulfill my dream
These complicated obstacles make it harder then it seems
Starting to think why the F*ck you even talk to me
You can sink no Micheal Phelps have you screaming for help
Like death just crept on a bulletproof step
Treat life like a slave
Runaway thoughts not for granted
Having Threats of being planted
It just hurts
I write this verse on Earth
Been depressed since birth
Ominous like the eye of a hurricane
Its the same the pain is the same
I just want to hang myself on a crane
I would say every word on this microphone
Watch my tone
Wash my insides out with Assitone
I can't remember the last time I ever gave a f*ck
Paranormal turned superstitious like bad luck
If you don't like the way I rap don't listen
I'm not changing for you so catch some feelings
Your lips chapped you want some lipstick Faggot
Diseased Bob Saget
I when I get off this song pay the organist
Put the beat 6 feet under
Slap the violinist
Play the sweet melody of death
Increase the wealth
Espionage spy flow with stealth
I don't know why I sit and write whats right
The mic is where I snipe
Pitiful competition
I'm in a higher position
Rappers rapping the same
Crafted flow is different