Will and The Mix - The Mix [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Just to make this clear, I’m not here to look different
Or special, or seek attention
But it’s like, since I’ve started this rap thing
I’ve been feeling
Strange
You see I’m nice person
But sometimes when I see someone on the street, this voice tells me to take them down and ally and stab them
Or if I see someone stood on the edge of a cliff
I just want to
Push them
I can’t go on living like this
It’s not safe!
So I’m gonna do it
It’s for the good of those around me
*BANG*
I’m responsible for seven murders and six rapes
It’s probable that when the cops shot me that my death was a fake
Or maybe it’s just that my soul’s cold and filled with dread
Because this Will kid I possessed went and shot a hole through his head
I’m insanity drivable
Legacy’s suicidal
I’m inside your mind
Cause I climb in there whilst you were child
All of the good murder cases were filed as old
That’s why I’m in car, at a school, running over five year olds
Got more tension in my head than a Detroit mile road
More people die of mix than people die of colds
I’m bad, abuse the law so much you barf
I mad; cause a saw 20 people in half
I didn’t see them in half, I killed them and caused gore
I strapped them to the ground and chopped them up with my still saw
I kill people with damp wire
So ban this in New Hampshire
When I murder I’m not even high so
That’s a good enough reason to ban this track in Ohio
Charge in with a RPG and pillage fair land
That’s why kids shouldn’t hear this track in Maryland











But none of this disturbing shit will get banned the UK
Because people over here don’t give a shit about what I say
I’m in a completion to cause the most fear
So it’s a good idea to ban this in North Korea
Police arrest me
(You have the right to remain silent)
Shut up, that’s shite I like to sustain violence
I’ll make incisions on you’re chest until you’re dead
Then call the med and complain that my floor’s covered in red
Then cut myself because I like the feel of dread
Oh shit! I forgot, the knife is made of led!
Of course after and all this stuff, I got sent into prison
I’d even get sent there just cause of these songs that I’ve written
After smuggling in drugs I forgot to mention
To escape, I did that thing in the Shawshank Redemption
I only shot someone I didn’t ask for all this attention
I ruined conception and killed kids at school in reception
Police are so shit; I’ll never suffer detection
When there bullets shot at my, I get a shield and deflect ‘em
Instead of trying to catch me, why not give other protection
Cause I coming for your wife, to ruin two lover’s affection
(Oh, so now he’s talking about affection and love,)
The only connection I’ve got with peace is when I shot a dove!
Got dead bodies underground and in the bin in my garden
And if you’ve been in my garden, chances are, you’re deader than Bin Laden
If you’ve been in my house then you’ve got bad karma
If you’ve dared threaten me then you’re dead like Osama
When I visit your home, let’s hope I’m not flammable
Cause I’m an arsonist, robber, murderer and cannibal
I burn, kill and eat people and news readers call me an animal
How dare they? Let’s hope they’ve got a good lock on their door handle
I’m a pretty normal guy; it’s just I like to kill people
Take ‘em up in a plane and drop ‘em onto a thin steeple
Or pretend to be a doctor and inject my patient with a dirty needle
Give them AIDS, Chlamydia and thirty other bodily fluid related evils
(I won’t let you do this; I’m not this sort of person
You don’t rule my mind, I don’t want ‘a be hurting
People or dropping ‘em on steeples, you’re just a freak
I’m still fighting for my mind; your influence is week,)
Well, how about we put this mental battle to end in your head
I promise to kill less than 10 people just so we can be friends instead
(Yeah, me and my best friend; The Mix)
And me and my best friend Will
(And so ends this tale of fucked up shit, come back next week for even more messed up crazy!)