XCEP - Hit 'em all [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[ 1st Verse ]

Man, I'll be damned, you think these bitches like whatchu do
I ain't even gotta talk man I'll just let ya face the crew
Y'all niggas so weak and I gotta tell ya this game is cruel
Yeah yo' bitch bad but I'm sure you don't how to do her
Now lemme handle that ass for ya she is too bad for ya
Have her missing for a week she don't ask for ya
She never been high now she tripping on me
I tell her bring that shit I hit the gas for ya
I do it, y'all stupid
You still don't believe, man, I'll Prove it
This for my real fellas they knew it
You's in boy band on some cute shit
Boy I'm at it again, ahead of my gen
I don't flop I don't fall when I'm doing my thing
Killing these fools when I'm using that pen
Head of the news yeah I know I'm the king, nigga
Yeah it's me, don't give a shit if you disagree
Don't give a shit about this wack scene
Don't do it for the talk neither for the cream
I am a fiend, but you gotta pay credits
Money or passion? well, I'm in between
And to be like I did it
You? forget it!
I'm owning
I just lay back be zoning
I like to watch you mothafuckas falling
I just wanna see you mothafuckas crawling
I'm balling

[ Hook ]

Man y'all so tiny can't hear you calling
And can't shit stop I'll kick the wall in
Face your death, fall in
I'm all in
And once I'm in
Me and my niggas all win


How many times I gotta tell, nigga
How many times I gotta Yell
Ain't got fucks to give, not to sell nigga
Thought you mothafuckas know the deal
And once again, maghanrappich bel'3arbya, La
W'ila dertha, ghatb9aw fiya
So, maghanb9ach hdakoum, maghant9arench m3akoum
Khel rass; way back, ghanb9a b3id 9edakoum
I'm done!
You needed that
Few words for your illiterate ass
Don't talk shit if you don't know about it
Don't walk here if you ain't got a map
Y'all shit dumb man I gotta zap
Don't believe it when they clap for your monkey raps
Monkey see monkey do I know
But you know I always shit on these copy cats, right?
If you think you write
I make history it's the script writer
Claiming you got fans
I'd rather have criticizers than dick riders
That's word, to eyensee
Shout my real niggas you can't fuck with we
Shout T and chain we the XTC
We got all these bitches on their knees
Yeah we got fiends and they all pay credits
Money and passion, nothing gets in between
Me and all my dreams
Man forget it!
I'm owning
I just lay back be zoning
Like to see you mothafuckas falling
I just watch you fake niggas while crawling
I'm balling!

[ Hook ]

[ Bridge ]

You see the look in their faces
When I switch this mothafucka
Drop it down on 'em

[ 3rd Vese ]

Fuck a fake nigga talking bout nigga
Fuck with me I spit you out
I out-spit these nigga erase your doubt
You ain't talk with me shut your mouth
You're a lying ass nigga
But your bars be honest wack as shit
I'm gon outlast nigga
Cuz my art be the finest bad as shit and you know it