Antonym - Django [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Antonym]

Stranded and Abandoned in the desert no horizon
Taking selfies in the sand no Instagram cuz no verizon network
Come and find my networth, then call up Mr. Wentworth
Killing this western ass beat it gives me extra dick girth
I tell my boys get the coffins ready out the car
I'm up to par, with people twice my age rap wise I'm goin far
Pop the cigars, watch some Eastwood made a beat grab the guitars
Bars and bars, kill em all like there are two Anton Bouffards
Tilt my cowboy hat down
Leave you with your gun entry to hell no pat down
Still gotta earn your way so don't back down
My last round, ain't nobody hearing that sound
Bang, echo through the canyon
Scared I'll rob you on this deal bring a friend rob you and your companion
Whatever a stranger strangles, ropes you can't untangle
Cuz you're straped and tied onto the tracks I make the mother fucking train go

(Chorus: Antonym)
I make the train go
I make the train go
I make the train go
They call me Django
They call me Django
They call me Django
I make the train go
I make that train go
I make that train go
They call me Django
They call me Django
Don't pronounce the D that's me I make the motherfuckin' train go

(2nd Verse: Antonym)

Im about to go, Stephen Curry on the Knicks
In here since seven thirty I think heaven heard me
When I said reverend worrdy bless me nobody but the one who's next
The one whos the best, spit fast til I'm outta saliva whos tests
The teacher the preacher
These other rappers the reason I'm putting this rap in religious context
Now slow down wow, nah nah keep going freethrowing one point at a time
On point when I rhyme ointment once the coin flips in the air jump up and steal your dime
I dont feel your kind, different species
And if you don't feel my rap you can eat dog crap followed by a 5 course meal of human feces

(3rd Verse: Hugo Lieber)

Leave you all alone in the desert
Now there's only dust that forms the shape of my gun on the dresser
It's now on my waist helping me to impress her
I walk into the room like hey lil' troublemaker
Rip you off on the deal like a bandaid
Break into your mansion and steal your housemaid
I call my rap an art, that's short for artillery
I count two guns feel the wrath of my weaponry

[Hook]