Zulu Magic Ent - New Rules [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Banzi]
Yo, Yo, Listen!

[Verse 1: Banzi]
This is survival of the fittest
You fight until you're finished
You win some, you lose some
At times it is expensive
These broads are so defensive
Open that garage bitch
Beat the beat up
It already begun
Banzi who? Banzi Lu!
What these people gonna do?
Don't give a damn, I'll eat em up
Like they are vegetables
T-Take your son, beat him up
Because I'm in the mood
Take his shoe stick it up his ass because he's a fool
O e ketsa superstar but in a fight
You were born to lose
I-I got nothing to say but I'm out here doing interviews
Banzi who? Banzi Lu!
What these people gonna do?
I ain't got no answers
I am still a chancer
Please
P-Put your goddamn hands up
It's obvious you know
That we high with the standard
But
People talking about experience
While my shit is on point like the pyramids

[Chorus X2: Pac 95]
Ain't shit changed but all these rules (All these rules)
What's the best sound?
Y'all can pick and choose (Pick and choose)
All these rappers sound the same
Just different crews (Different crews)
New world order
Same old fools

[Verse 2: Tee-Tee]
Ch-Check me out on Twitter follow me
Trust I'll follow back
On my Joey crack
Rocking my heavy shit like I'm leanin' back
If-If this beat was a crime scene
Then I'll be the missing link
On my Danny Brown
Murdering white lines with this black ink
Go-Going into my zone
And you can see by my eyes rollin' back
My blood flows around my body the way I do on this track
Druggies in my apartment poppin' molly and chowing cereal
Ain't you the rapper with no track
Bumpin' on my stereo
I've reached my Lebron level
Now trust I'll be bringing the heat
Jump on and murder this beat like the thugs on my street
This fucking weed got shit cloudy
Now it's 'bout to rain some ecstasy
Dreams of me being ambitious
While waking up with culture next to me
Stay reppin' the Zulu's but I'm always smoking on my Swazi
This weed got my eyelids heavy and me lookin' lousy
Haven't slept proper for 5 days straight and need some rest
But this nameless broad next to me got me squeezing her breasts
(Wait, woah, what)

[Chorus X2: Pac 95]
Ain't shit changed but all these rules (All these rules)
What's the best sound?
Y'all can pick and choose (Pick and choose)
All these rappers sound the same
Just different crews (Different crews)
New world order
Same old fools

[Verse 3: T Bradster]
Say they heard me talk about killing niggas
When I can't even use my trigger finger
Go so hard that I can't remember
All the bullshit like I can't do better
Usually I don't feel myself
But tonight I decided to roll with it
I get it, I switch it, I'm in it
My team, we gon' get our souls lifted
I
I couldn't tell you where my focus is
I wrote my thoughts down
And used the paper up to roll a hit
I got fired, got flyer
Hope you noticed it
I aspire, down to my attire
Take a note of this
Now that's the recipe
The realest I could ever be
Callin' me a kid when your girl is lying next to me
You do me wrong and get cut off like vasectomy
And either way you put it
That's a 5-star voetsek from me

[Outro: Pac 95]
All these rules (All these rules)
Pick and choose (Pick and choose)
Different crews (Different crews)
All these rules (All these rules)
Pick and choose (Pick and choose)
Different crews (Different crews)