Versatyl & Pilgrim - Warrior [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Pilgrim]

Thank God for the wisdom to bust on the mic
As we proceed, can we please say a prayer
Seen evil ones greed as they kneel and they flee
The hammer back and forth still can't touch this
Cause above come the stars and beyond them the bars
Designed for your mind, in the cold of the night
When the sun shone bright turned the darkness to light
At the other side of town as they all took flight
In the heat of the night, where they all lay down
At the bottom of the altar, cramped in the shelter
Moaning and groaning, praying for the helper
The one called the comforter, sent by the master
Shown in the vision, the very conclusion
Before it all begun who knew the battle won
See we don't deal with the swag, now we only deal with wisdom
Put them in delirium, when they try to test him
Swinging swords random, don't burst like the condom
Cause they just front, they ain't really from the kingdom
We keep it really real, still the microphone fiend
It's straight from the underground, where knowledge be the king
At times obscene, cause fiends need green
It travels with the light but then it's back on the scene
Cause we the diamond in the dirt, but then we rise like the Christ
Our message spreads around to the heads round the globe
They plan to be dope, so they can sit on the throne
But clones just drones and my blows heal bones
So listen up close when we tell you what it is
It's something like Solomon handling the biz
Siggidy showing 'nough flex, we tell your what's next
See fakers think they hard but we know they all fraud
You need to swing swords with the ones that Lords
You sing it like a chord and you never mince words
Cause the techniques iller, the flows more realler
The grim dark reaper, dime piece owner
The coast to coaster, lyrical avenger
Bronze skinned warrior, listen up closer
We've seen more visions than the naked eye sees
A bite of the fruit and you leave with the Eve
So listen up Steve, you need to take heed
You read it in the Scriptures and you best believe
Now the price of redemption, you know we got to mention
It's called the crucifixion, the lyrical addiction
The Itto Ogami, Shogun's assassins
Dark skinned warrior, never will I loose ya'll
You think this is a game, you think this is a joke
You need to take tokes of the lyrical attack
Yo pass it, pass it and bring it on back
The games all wack and your techniques slack
You can't hang that where the real lords stack
There are peeps in the streets who be laying on their back
So bring in on hard before you all get smashed
Yeah bring it sharp before you all get slashed
Bring on hard or you will get smacked
What good is running when you're on the wrong road
No time like the present when your gunning for the goal
So let the truth be told and knuckle heads fold
We the sun's of the God we ain't afraid of your ghosts

[Verse 2: Jakk Roberts]
When they wonder what you worried for
Say who wants war with the warrior
See when I draw for the sword they get smoked like a commodore
Look I'm a king akin to Cassius Clay in the ring
And I wring and spin necks, like Versatyl spins decks
And bring death, stretch, grinning and fling flesh
You're springing and string heads ahead of my next foe
For a leak heat with each beat but they speak and be dead cold
On it, so let's go, yo I promise I'm big Chris
With a mix of Will Wallace, Chuck Norris with six fists
Seeking to chuck knowledge from college to clip slums
As I slump the damn crooks, robin hoods, they could split funds
Better stick with a split tongue, cause they sprung on a quick buck
But my mind's like a peace sign when it switches go get fucked
Lie you gon' get cut, need stitches, then get struck
Call shmuck, you gon' get stuck, it's sucks but I guess shucks
It's such, luck don't favour the draw
I don't play cause my prey pay when I play with my sword
Pay prays to the Lord, for mister courier
I'll let you go but let them know about the warrior