Voss - Mr. Freeze [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Fly beyond the level the sky be on
Primetime like I'm the white Deion
Bitch, I bleed cool, my heart pump freon
I pity these fools, I'm gettin' my Mr. T on
Dream on bout my name in neon
In the back of a Nissan with a Black and Korean
Freakjawn, taste like butter pecan
She spread but these peons can't cut the Dijon
In my mid twenties tryna get money
Cause that green dough talks, call that shit Gumby
When they discuss me, it disgust me
Why you pissed buddy? Is it cause your bitch love me?
Not a lady dog...I mean your lady, dog
Make her praise the gawd, now she goin' crazy, dog
...Cujo, cute hoes remove clothes
V-O-you know, keep it cool though, punto

(hook)
Yeah, bitch believe
So many tricks up in this sleeve
Bow down, hit ya knees
That boy cold...Mr. Freeze
Yeah, Mr. Freeze
That boy cold...Mr. Freeze
It's a wrap now, Christmas Eve
That boy cold...Mr. Freeze

See the legend, behold
They wanna know my secrets that'll never be told
The game ain't free but you can bet that it's sold
Now keep the plat, no need for that because my preference gold
Forever be cold without ice on
Oh you mad you gettin' styled on?
C'mon pizon, bygones are bygones
Hip-hop's Dylan in a room full of Dylans
I don't write songs, I write psalms
Verses you worship your whole life long
What these guys on? Tryin' to clown I?
These clowns high, Flying Circus...Monty Python
Pink champale in my holy grail
Toast to those who said we were supposed to fail
Ain't that a bitch? Grab her by the ponytail
The weight my name hold froze the scale
Cold as hell...

(hook 2x)