ViCi - Endgame [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: St. Nic]
Basic ass crews go ahead take a seat
Cos here is the crew to beat
You ain't gotta even ask, we be spitting some gas
Straight fire my homie can you feel the heat
Don't it sound unique, go ahead take your pick
One listen and your girl will be all on our dick
Cos have you ever heard a bad St. Nic song
If you answered yes then you dead wrong
If you think somebody better then you dead wrong
We ready to go Heisenberg if you tread wrong
Cos we straight up killers on the track
ViCi gave us a beat and now it's a dead song
Cos killing instrumentals has become so elemental
Such is life when you are so presidential
Haha
Such is life when you are so presidential

[Verse 2: Taxi]
Victory music, superheroes use it
Batmobile cruising, hearing Money Rulers
Funny how they view us, shrews from other crews
They clumsy and confused, off that Gin & Juice
Or Goose and Malibu and other such booze
Too much that they abused it now they feel ill
Enikay on the edge you bitches need to chill
We’ll feed you to the fishes, fetch a Pisces meal
Caught you on a reel, got slimy like an eel
No icy grills and pies you’ve never made a deal
You’ll never get a deal, I’m just keeping it real
I’ll break your back buster, I’m Shaquille O’Neal
Don’t have no mass appeal, you need to find a lane
Which caters to the lames, who cutting at their veins
You want to end the game, then fucking stop playing
Need to start behaving before you can step and weigh in

[Verse 3: KIN Bishop]
I crash the party like I crash the hyman
Dip my tip in virgin blood motherfuck you pussies
I been teaching these niggas and I'm still a rookie
They took my dress sense, shit I say what the fuck
It's like they came from my nuts
It young niño, the rebirth of Black Tony
KIN Bishop caps the KIN but y'all know me
Talk my shit when I enter a room
UhDream been them niggas but I thought y'all knew
The shit you live with we probably invented and brought it to you
I'm not arrogant at all my nigga you just ignore the truth
I'll probably die a god in my city
You heard the songs about the cities
Made it loud and clear you ain't fucking with me nigga
Death note they swear to god I got a death note
And when you ready to die well just let me know
I kill to stay on top I'm like shinigami
Stick to the code it's in stone no hamirubi
Fuck yo raps nigga fuck yo beats nigga
I hate new niggas asking me to work with em
I'm burning hella bridges as I rap this verse nigga
And I know I'll be fine doing this with my niggas
But shit loyalty went out with the 90s
Gotta couple snakes around me still don't think I found em
They gonna know when the real ones eating with me
And the tables filled up and they still on they feet
You pussy niggas

[Verse 4: £N-I-KAY]
Literally rap like I'm minutes from the cemetery
Pardon me but this beat is incredible, ViCi
Flow like a Taxi, riding round London City
In a red and white mini avoiding the drunk and disorderly
Huddle of hostile people
As I'm preaching sermons holier than the Gospel
Spreading fables through audio temples like the 12 apostles
My brown skin evokes images of sin
Atomic bombs juxtaposed with the religion Islam
You call me a terrorist when you see me in Paris
But when you're the tourist I'm a racist?
What is this, it's nonsense, it's garbage
See me take out the trash
I'm a writer, writing fire
Burning brighter than a pocket lighter
Got puns tighter than a nun's vagina
With rhymes sicker than a vomiting vicar
Who took too many sips of hard liqour
And punchlines harsher than a street-fighter
Upper-cutting a stripper for guzzling his pint of cider
My imagination is forever riveting, in my mind I be travelling
And if you listening, then you too can be visiting
Different Countries of God in one sitting