Wordplay - Dey Know (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

They know me this, yo I spit, like a little kid
I started off like Ash Roth, what are you gon do bitch
I rarely freestyle but today is a new day. Fuck robbing, I’ll wait for my check on payday
And I don’t eat Payday’s. And my birthday is around the day of D-Day
I’m colder than ice cubes, and your ass is just Day-Day
I’m 1-Up’ing your bitch ass from Sunday to Sunday
Imma freestyle for the whole song
Got Venus and Serena playing with my balls like ping-pong
Shut your fat ass up little nigga here’s a Ding-Dong
If I stress, I’ll chill with my hunkies and smoke out of a bong
I bet my remix to Riot will be your favorite song
Me and Kwazi get high, call us Cheech and Chong
Same message, but different song
That’s what the rap game is nowadays, nigga that’s what’s wrong
When I smoke, I speak what’s on my mind
I ain’t ask for your cosign like the derivative of sine
Your bitch light skinned? Well now she’s mine. I’ll eat her out so good she’ll feel it in her spine
My bitch from Austria so when she sucks, she gives me Einstein. Empoleon, use Brine
Listening to Casey Veggies, and we sound alike
When I drive to Kissimmee I go past the Florida turnpike
Little nigga, take a hike. I eat ass… Sike!
Go to a club and get twerked on like Patty Mayo is my boo
My dick fits in my size 13 shoe. I’m 5’8”, but I’m a beast like I’m 9’2”
And I go ham, like peasant food. Your rhymes are dead like a nigga with cancer
So bitch ride my dick ‘cause my name is Prancer. That bitch lied, she said she was a dancer
I ain’t A.I. but Word Play is the answer. I took the test and I ain’t know the answers
I coped that 2007 Mitsubishi Lancer. Why are all the main city above the Tropic of Cancer?
But I’ll get a Filipino bitch, she my dancer
Ayo, even if you cut my head off… I’ll still be getting a nut off
Which head was I talking ‘bout. I ain’t telling you, muthafucka jack off
I don’t want to toot my own horn. But I play trombone
And when I run track, my body be pumping gallons of testosterone
I got hella ice on my neck like I got choked by Mr. Freeze
Want to borrow my PS3 controller? Nigga please. I got all money, call me Mr. Cheddar Cheese
And my bitch say she got rug-burn, she been on her knees, please