Total Slaughter - Arsonal vs Daylyt [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Daylyt]
50k… that's officially my price now yeah
For those who know me check my pass roll
You will see that I'm the shit, asshole
It's an afro; nigga I'm nice 'round here
Or I could just put the fist to the side of his head, Black Power!
Or I could give MLK's headshot sleek
Let's see who got the better dream
Check my pass roll, you will see that I'm so warm
It's Mr. Hankey in a snow storm; this gone be the coldest shit you ever seen
I mean remember when I was to the side; Debo
He know my energy sub-zero and that's why I'm cold-hearted
They got me here for one reason
To kill all these whack niggas, look at all these Jack Thrillers
It was over for them before the show started
But this is when I make you look like the feather
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait… that's called Quill, nigga
When I go rage niggas cry on stage, that's cause I'm ill, nigga
I had screws loose since I was a baby
These kids better know the drill nigga
You seem frightened
Like Teen Titan, I've been robbing since a little nigga
That's real nigga, you better have them pockets assured
Or I get to score candy bars you can't cop at the store
I'm cocking the four
If he fuck with me, it's Three's Company; I'll have two bitches come and knock at your door

[Verse 1: Arsonal]
Your bitch love me
She been reaching out trying to let my dick drill her
Her weave ratchet but her bun be on point; that bitch triller
Pistol on the car dash she in I let Kim kill her
While this gaylord watching me fuck her; you Ben Stiller
You trying to win this battle with intellect?
What about those who don't catch it? They can't intercept
I become the bigger threat
In these streets I'm leant like the Cuban around Jigga' neck
I always got some iron in my jeans, I keep my denims pressed
Keep plenty heat
Stick a knife through any beef before my dinner bless
I swiss beats, did a bid for some dope, floating up shit's creek
But I'm home now, no longer am I state property; Chris Neef
First nigga think shit sweet before that shit steep
Three niggas stomp him with both shoes
Alive we bury Day six feet
How you real? Why cause a face tat Got a new deal?
Hollow get Lux I get stuck with the weirdo nigga from Dru Hill?
You ain't got Ars' cause you nice and got Mook's skill
You got Ars' cause you lowered your price
Nigga, how the truth feel?
We both locing, blue steel
Get his big body a coupe feel
Chop this nigga down a size, he'll get his roof peeled
I keep live bands, give you that R.O.O.T.S. feel
This like being on Death Row with no limits
He done signed one of Snoop' deals!
My bars crazy
I don't need sign language to let my hands speak
I throw wild punches in a circular motion like I was Zangief
You rap on instrumentals, I saran beats
Whatever they want I got
If I don't got it, I go get it; I'm Hustle Man Chief
Nexus death or the same vehicle as Professor X
Have my young niggas draw on you; call that a Etch-a-Sketch
Heaven's how high? Ask Red and Meth
You a gigantic asshole, nigga; a rectum stretched