Vee Miyagi - Attack On Titan [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Reggie Ruler]
It's some Chicago Bears on this beat
Bitch you wish you found some porridge here
Shit is real
Keep the 30 on you when performing
I been storin up my rhymes, minor hoarding
I just wrote a lil'
Important skills, nah, we're not your ordinary poets
Sick as hell
I ain't sorta ill
Homie i need more than pills
Crew eating but a nigga starving
I need more than meals
It's us against the world again, am I my brother's keeper?
Motherfuckers better know the deal
Asking me for features
You'll be playing games to keep up on the track
Bet I beat ya
Niggas better call the preacher when i rap
Yeah, I'm known to kill
Ford Taurus lurking down yo block, stop the violence
It's a cypher
Four niggas searching for a mic to conquer
Lord I told 'em we some soldiers here
Nigga get a me
I got the spatch
Flippin patties, frying fuckers on the Foreman Grill
Gotta make the grit to finally switch the wrist to polar gear
It's young karate kid, Vee Miyagi told me, "body shit"

[Verse 2: Vee Miyagi]
Feel it
If you don’t feel it then i ain't did my job
If I ain't did it, you didn’t hear it all
I'm feeling awesome
9 times outta 10
If I ain’t spit it that shit is flawed
I hear the playback, chuckling
Remember when this was hard?
Nah, exactly
I was born with a bow attached
I stay on top of the rapping
They gassin' you
Yes, it’s easier to speed when it ain’t no traffic
Read between the lines
My improv is more impressive than your actin'
Unscripted, somehow I’m scripting a classic
Raise your glasses for those with they eyes open
And new glasses. a fresh set of contact lens
You see me?
Tryina bring the indies to the masses
In my presence, the most massive of a giant seem teeny
Got my masters from the OGs
Meet the world
Kicking knowledge
From the other side of the fence like Mr.Feeny
It fainted a while ago if you ain’t noticed
I took it to the center
Then gave it a hyper potion
Turn Ivo on 'em, fracture ankles with the isomotion
I'm in overdrive, you in park
I knock you out
It's like I’m Sosa
This authentic
You MCs are divas posing
In these streets, you're like a feast for the vultures
But I’m more of a lion when approaching you poachers
And you're like more of a liar to the culture
Mangle you
Angles you use, lamer than claimin' you king
And battling God with the groove
Disobeying my language will you leave you filleted and then chewed
Pavin the way for the truth
Delaying the lane that you cruise
Bane without hiding my face
Ain't doing these tricks for the oohs
But more just to even the odds