The Psychedelic Tribe - Vortex [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: x2]
We aboutta rip the game
TPT you know the name
Fuck the fame I'm money hungry
Talking shit get off my dick
Henny filling up my cup
Fuck what you saying bruh
This girly wanna fuck with me so I'm about to boo her up

[Verse 1: Bummy Drew]
Meditating 3rd eye shit
Vibrations got me levitated
Higher consciousness is where I'm going be heading uh
Behead the beast
Now you're the beast
You gotta watch yourself around these weaklings
I been up for some weeks so now tell me what the fuck is sleep uh
Sleep is the cousin of death
These hoes wanna fuck with ya if ya up next
That's some real shit
I'm with ill shit
Hoes be the type that make you pay the bill, shit
I ain't got no money in my wallet or my name
I'm the one to blame
Gotta get my grind on
This flow is Lysol
So clean but I'm mean
Every time that I hop on the beat
I goes in and I defeat
No matter who you is
I'll go passed you to get that cream take a taxi
Kill a muthafucka for the cheese
By the cheese I mean the green
Know what I mean?
Sipping on lean
Trippy nigga but I'm only 17
Hit the blunt now you know what I mean
All I gotta say is peace

[Hook]
We aboutta rip the game
TPT you know the name
Fuck the fame I'm money hungry
Talking shit get off my dick
Henny filling up my cup
Fuck what you saying bruh
This girly wanna fuck with me so I'm about to boo her up

[Verse 2: K.lin]
Falling off now I'm back again
Was worrying bout the classes that I'm failing cause I don't attend
Mx + b equal weed
We got the trees
Tien tri beam
Bet you won't try me
Got a triple eye team
Hanging with my dogs
When the sun goes down mortals turn into Gods
In the middle of the night
With a cup full of sprite
Pocket full of dynamites
Everything goes BLACK
And lemme slobber couple bars for a minute
Sip minute maid
Now it's time to behead em'
Chew em' up
Spit em' out
Send em' to the clinic
Gotcha nigga running like its the 99 Olympics
And when life gives you lemons
You get limes too
That's people like us
The Psychopathic Crew
Psychedelic Youth
We running for prez
Pressin' the issue you end up Dead
Dead
Dead
And you end up Dead
Dead
Dead
And you end up Dead
Dead
Dead
And you end up Dead
TPT shit nigga, and you end up Dead

[Verse 3: Haze]
I am redesigning the earth and it's masses
These rappers are actors
They dissing I'm flattered
I only spit flames when there's blood on my lips
And there's blood on your hips
Like the scrapes in the tints
And I do it for the whole team
Runnin' from the police
Kiling shit real clean
Bruda sipping codeine
Run round town looking for the dope fiend
Ride slow when it comes to the dena of the dale
Spit hell on the mic
And we come real tight
Take flight in the night
Fly high with the kites
First class to the Astros
Land on the moon
Spray goons on the rocks
Man we here to cause doom
Psychedelic Shrooms
Psychedelic Tribe Blooms
It's that time of the SZN
TPT kills but just give me a reason
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