An0maly - Drop [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Take a back seat
When I rap cause I got mad heat
Slow down, no I can't be
I'm actually past the people acting evil
I've been this dope plus I'm mad deep
Fucking whole package, massive
Better then average
Gonna wanna put him in the bracket
When I'm gone statue
That means that when I'm dead you can come visit me in Athens
No Mazerazzi, Bugatti
I'm calling shotty
In any car thats an option
If it can keep me from jogging
Or walking to where I'm going
Just stop it man, stop it just stop talking
That shit isn't marketable
That talk is just not popping
But I be sick with the hype shit
You all are missing the niceness
And if your flossing so much then like why you got gingivitis?
My shit is what you want
But your teeth are to chipped to bite it
I stay humble this shit goes to your head like a hit of nitrus
Lightning, I'm sick of striking
Igniting the shit for lighting
Thought I died but I come back
To the fight like a certain viking
Psychic I'm hearing voices
I like it I feel my choice
I will love you if your tiny or your 5'9 like royce is
Boy spits, nicer then anyone, Its pointless, battle man
I'm out cold drop like avalanche

[Verse 2]
Sorry to my associates, most of my shit's inappropriate
T-Pain can blame the alcohol bitch I blame it on opiates
Blame acid and how its mad at provoking shitt
And Blame it on the mushrooms them caps are always the grossest shit
Tell you from experience just eat it with peanut butter
And if with a turkey sub then make sure that you never toast that shit
The problem is is they want me to be this poster kid
But every poster that I have owned is all fill with dope and shit
Lots of kush, have to blaze it
I call it my rapper patience
I got more to say but just wait this scratch will agitate it

So captivating the police had to keep a captive waiting
High school got arrested they made me late to my graduation
Since that day had mad probation
All my family aggravated
Why you getting fined? I don't know ma these cops some faggot haters
Fuck your job and your math equation
Only thing I'm good at is rap and blazing I have to make it

[Verse 3]
I could suck like all the rest but I murder it out of courtesy
I straight Cobain the beat then I hang it up just for Kurt to See
Extacy with 50 its like I be on that Curtis E
Word play murdering, Herbs stays burning see
I Got a bar to to spare so i'll shout out some girls in Germany
This shit drops like an anchor man, guess that I be Ron Burgandy
Get its like an anchor dropping vertically
But If you didn't get that shit at first that some shit you didn't deserve to see
I tell my muslim chick to always keep my turban clean
Better yet worship me, Better yet slurpee me
And then I tell a priest that he's better to bust his sermon
Before he busts out the semen then speaks about Jesus perfectly
I'm just joking don't shoot the fucking comedian
Go shoot the messenger who be feeding him to the media
You all crack me up like wow Tracy something crazy
It's fucking Tracy Morgan and he's crazy that's why you fuckin' paid him
I don't buy stereotypes because those are phony
I like stereo types like Bose and Sony, Holy moly
I'm so devoted to owning
That nobody know me potency
I always smoke the beat, so just drop bitch, its over with