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

[Round 1: Daylyt]

This is the story of Cain and Abel, my brother…
The sires has put us in a world full of fire
And in that case, we both gotta go through hell
But Joey told me he don’t want two Shamus on the stage
So this isn’t gonna go two/too well/whale
No roller coasters, no show promoter but my niggas be bookin’ shit
You fear me though nigga, you hear me though nigga
I am a wolf, serial killer nigga it’s Cookie Crisp
Now I gotta catch the awkward body and that’s no Snooki diss
Last week was the rookie list
Bars, performance, aggression, I got a flow to practice
I am The Wizard of Oz dog dickhead, the total/Toto package
Think about this, Curious George eating his first meal on Vine
What’s that? A banana clip
Niggas who play ass, god it don’t matter how loc he is
The Hulk still gon’ slam his shit
That’s light, do the Math boy, we rock with the hands too
Cuz with the blicker it’s little Richard, all you gon’ hear is
“Bop bop bollubop ba bop bamboo!”
And the nigga in the background like “woowoowoowoowoo!”
First thing I tell em “get yo tooty fruity ass over here!”
We was looking for him everywhere like trying to catch ‘em
Catch the mail in the dress, I mean we hit everybody
Like “Yo what’s this niggas mailing address?”
He said don’t go to house, why? He a faggot-
We kick the door in guess what the first thing we see, this male in a dress


[Round 1: Dizaster]

You owe me like 3 dollars from 2006
Where the fuck is it at, fam
Do you guys, god damn
Do you understand how it's like to wake up every morning
And convince your best friend that he's not Batman
Like yo, Gotham doesn't exist
Stop acting hard
To the Batmobile!
What fucking Batmobile, Day, you don't even have a car
Yo I know this fucking hurts for me to say that
Man, this fucking pains me to say that
But I have to get my game back
And some things have to be this way, I have to take that
And you can't change that
Sorta like your fucking face tat
This motherfucker's always been in a roughed up place
You know it's bad when I've known him 10 years
And my Dad still refers to him as "that one friend"
You know, the guy with the fucked up face
I mean, what the fuck you gonna do, dawg
Give me the offer
Anybody who steps to me
Your girlfriend, I'll drop her
Your grandmother, I'll fucking sock her
Rip her Life Alert necklace off her
And beat her in the fucking head with her metal walker
Your girlfriend wants to step up she can get the chopper
You try to be her bodyguard like Kevin Costner
I'll let it ring more times than a heavy shopper
You and your bitch can spoon together in the box like Betty Crocker
This shit is gonna end up being his defeat
You remember that time you and your girl gave me a ride to Laguna Beach
Well guess what, I left my boogers under your seat
Yo, I hate this shit
Cause me and him grew up together
We fueled eachother
Now you guys got us over here so we can duel eachother
Just for the sake of doing numbers
But I ain't gon' do this, just cause my views can suffer
But if I don't beat him today
Then them motherfuckers gonna keep talking shit
And I don't wanna lose another
So I'ma snap and one thing gon' lead to another
Then I turn into Cain
And that's how I'll be able to shoot my brother
Yo, are you okay?
Noooooooooooooooo! My brother!