Almighty - High Price Shots [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
My name Vinnie Paz, cousin, and I carry respect
I'm the puppet master, you a marionette
I ain't met a mo'fucker that could challenge me yet
Fuck a bitch I'm a G, I'm a marry my tat
Paz is a vet, ya'll always be strugglin' with 'im
And my gun side by side a juxtaposition
And your man from the block with the drugs in his system
You was just grindin' with 'im, you was hustlin' with 'im?
He a snitch he a bitch, you ain't bubblin' with 'im
He in the precinct tellin 'im your current position
I don't be around snitches, I will punish the victim
I don't be around bitches, put a slug in his vision
Money over bitches, that's an actual fact
Mossberg pump through the stomach, that'll be that
It appeared and it disappeared, magical gat
And the Walter PPK splatter your cap

[Short Sample]
{​​​​​​​​​Voice 1, Canibus: Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate.}​​​​​​​​​
{​​​​​​​​Voice 2: You scared to do that cuz you won't see no wealth}​​​​​​​​
{​​​​​​​​Voice 3: Just another victim to the poor[?]}​​​​​​​​
{​​​​​​​​Voice 4: We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble!}​​​​​​​​

[Verse 2: Bronze Nazareth]
Heyo my name Bronze Naz
And I erupt with a vengeance
Engineers chamber [?], scramble shells and position
Big bold grandma high priced cess like gold hammers
Shadow boxing with myself
So first man on the camera
Pistol lyric click the hero
Jail chamber Wayne manor
Lock the toxic
I smash baby ground piano
Throw 'em in damaged wells
Eat bars spit whole cells
So fast my blast propel bullets through they own shells
By reburbishing shots twirling through
Steaming your teapot
Split the single blade of grass
Plotted on your sandlot
I'm the sun Sangria smock
Hot like coals in lake lock
Ancestral slavery smokin' open shamrock
Pull Rapunzel through the window
Instead of climbing them goldilocks
Not 16 bars hope you shots house drinks
A mouth blinks
Slugs flow through a Knox
Poison rivers that erode known to leave you in a box
Decomposed no fingernails from scratchin' the top
Clappin' assassins run the lots til the punishment stop
Crushin' your life til out the sunlit OPs
Like forensics trace blood on the mic Mr. 5 Dots
Sickle-cell like W's discovered in my blood clots

[Long Sample]
{​​​​​​​​​Voice 1, Canibus: Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate.}​​​​​​​​​
{​​​​​​​​Voice 2: You scared to do that cuz you won't see no wealth}​​​​​​​​
{​​​​​​​​Voice 3: Just another victim to the poor[?]}​​​​​​​​
{​​​​​​​​Voice 4: We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble!}​​​​​​​​
{​​​​​​​​​Voice 1, Canibus: Those who understand know what I'm sayin' is accurate.}​​​​​​​​​
{​​​​​​​​Voice 4: We will never stop spitting the facts, no trouble!}​​​​​​​​

[Verse 3: Canibus]
Rap music watchdog, resisted all odds
Rip the Jacker's balls bigger than nimrods
Trapped in this body, stuck in this shell
All that is life, is not all that ends well
Life's a bitch, karma is boomerang spinnin'
Back to the [?] vault where everything is written
I created this on the eve of the world's destruction
Read it for yourself, learn yourself somethin'
The NEAT comet defeated the promise and unseated the prophet
When disaster strikes a black man's pockets
They say greed is good because greed fosters growth
But too much growth is not good, you can't have both
Death moves with dehydrated goons in sand dunes
Lookin' at the moon rubbin' wound against wound
We plant crops with heirloom seeds
GMO's give you disease
How many water acquifers you need?
We got birds in the background, can't go back now
Rich people in mountainous regions
Poor people on flat ground
World leaders lyin', tryin' to hide their ethnic bias
Encouraging crisis, driven by riots
They orchestrate this with passion
Allowed this to happen
It's all fucked up, that's why I stopped rappin'
The predator mimics the traits of the prey it attracts
I lay in wait for the day it attacks
At the end of the day
They always said what they wanted to say
And betrayed who they wanted to betray

[Repeat Long Sample]

[Verse 4: Planet Asia]
I'm an artist
[?] who know
Who truly knows how to spit
And keep a crowd lit when doin' a show
But this time we brought best in guns
You ain't my homie and
Don't make me show you how the West was won
These jewels is mental the jewels is rental
My goons each a fool that you duels his [?]
Style was a blessing of sound
[?] goin' to patrol these grounds
I do this for the lost and found
But dialing is murder
Yeah we on that again
Battlin' niggas for earnings
Servin' up the calvary
This is central fish
Pink salmon on a dish
Blowing smoke with a backwards split
It's like this
A propane flow with some cocaine
[? ] that's gold chain
Now you know
I did it for the world, and my bond is my word

[Repeat Long Sample]