Bad Seed - Shit Is Hot [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Beavis And Butthead talking]

[Beavis]
Heehehehe. Hey Butthead. Butthead!

[Butthead]
What is it dumbass?

[Beavis]
Remember...when we were in the studio? Hehehe. And that group...hehe...Natural...Natural Resource was there? Remember?

[Butthead]
Yeah

[Beavis]
Yeah. Hehe. Remember when the girl from the group...hehe...the girl...

[Butthead]
Yeah. She was hot

[Beavis]
Yeah yeah yeah. Remember when she threw on that beat? And the beat was just so fucking hot? It was just hot. Hehehe. Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh. Hehehe. Yeah yeah. Uh uh. The shit is, the shit is...hehe. The shit is so hot. Alright alright, look, look. When I say, "This shit is" you come on you say "hot"

[Butthead]
Okay dumbass

[Beavis]
This shit is, this shit is

[Butthead]
Hot

[Beavis]
Hehehehe. Yeah. This shit is

[Butthead]
Hot

[Beavis]
Uh. The shit is, the shit is

[Butthead]
Hot

[Beavis]
Hehe. The shit is, the shit is

[Butthead]
Hot

[Verse One: Bad Seed]
Typhoon rap will get you caught up in my twister
It's the nigga who we attitude ugly like Sister Sister
Approach Bad, you life will get taken like fucking Coach bag
Dangerous when I'm sober, mad murderous when I smoke bags
Of trauma, my raps kick like the breath of ya mama
Bad Seed nigga, could give a fuck, como te llama
I scar you out
You rip me? It's hard to tell
Nigga I'm larger than that nose on Gargamel
And the arms on Nel
Carter, I start a war you cats don't want a part of
Y'all played out like them coats with the hoods that's made by Starter
How you gonna diss the man that was almost your father?
But I got trampled on the way to bone your moms by rottweilers
Nigga this shit is nastier than three quadruple X flicks
I stay on some next shit, roll deep like Mexicans
Who want it?
I know it ain't y'all, y'all looking leary
Old and played out style like them books by Bev' Cleary
Now choose your own adventure, take out comp' like dirty dentures
Skillfully move like ninjas without fear of getting injured
In Timberlands I stand in the stance
I got raps like Jesus had nails in his hands
And feet
Niggas get beat like a perverted niggas meat (he said "meat")
Word to me
I be the illest nigga in the street

[Hook]

[Verse Two: Jean Grae]
MC am I, people call me What
When I spray my verbal Tec all impostors duck
Channeling linguistic wordplay, symmetrical placement
I see the money but I'd rather bang it in the basement
(She said "bang")
I'm a true hip hopper, four corners be known
Tried to [?] spray my eye in Krylon the way home
Can't catch bullets in your teeth like Sho Nuff and Leroy
Stop acting like your chest says "Super B-Boy"
Decoy I implement to throw minds is intellect
When I rhyme I interject words with verbs that connect
One of the three I represent the crew known as Resource
Rappers don't battle no more now the planet's got they own G force
We torch since snide comments, I handle with ease
As lyrical lashes leave trees on the back of wack MC's
You needs more than Jesus on your side to win
After defeating you I bring it to your next of kin
See my style is 8-8 like Ramona Quinn
In simple terms I've been rhyming since two plus ten
Make your chest collapse and bleed like marines obsessed
Take 'em to war What, Squared, Bad Seed, and O.B.S

[Bad Seed]
I hit the stage, strike a pose, cipher blown
Ignite your microphone, smoke 'em like a bone
Known for deadly poems
Behead your dome verbally, lyrically structure
Only props ya niggas get is on some crutches
Arteries ruptured
You're lucky
Retire so be on the lookout
Snare be having raps like black people be having cookouts
The woman can [?] another seed like me
If that's the case then bitch I have to race, clock her like Spike Lee
From here to there and back, I drop back, disguise as raps
Target yo' cerebellum when I penetrate it collapse
Perhaps it's called murder on wax
I snuff you with DAT, assault you with tracks
Simple fact cause I thought you was wax
My grill is ice until it cracks
Whole style and persona is laid back and relaxed
Test my clique, Mack's at your back
[?] your raps
Before you come here test what can't be seen
You blinded by gleam
Forever shine on tracks long as I breathe

[Hook]