Blizzard - Hotel Room Massacre [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Gassed, ha
Not fucking about
Wait up
I be like
I be like, ha

[Verse]
Yo, I pour expensive drinks for my girls in the front and the guys in the back
Tryna make more dough so in the future ballers cut me slack
So if you're not talking about music brother, I'm closing the chat
Matter of fact I don't wanna hear your bars unless they're crap
I attack speakers with this filth, man are disgusted when I spray it
Oh I'm the best, thanks for the feedback, but you ain't ever gonna hear me say it
Yeah I've got bars, bitch I'ma display it
Make sure when you download this, play it
You wanna bite my bars that's fine but when the fine comes to your door you'll pay it
I attack people with this flow, this one's gonna go down in the book
I go studio and I Abu Hamza flex, I just went down with the hook
Nothing down in the book
You used to hate my bars now you say you're down for a fuck
But I move about like a itinerant, I might as well get about in a truck
I'm astoundingly good for my age they say
Keep it bright when the day looks grey
White boys can't MC, go burn a cross somewhere, o-k-k-k
I do grime on a day-by-day
Move up and I paid my way
Don't care what the pagans say
I'll make all your mates run 'way
My bars cause a great display
I'm a animal, I train on man
You run train on man
How you gonna hate on man
You get love for your fake persona, I'm loved for the way I am
Did a F64 out of the blue, they clocked I had Beats by Dre on man
If you want beef it's game on man
Swing punches, more where they came from fam
I've got bars for most scenarios
You're average, you can't be cold
I'm a [?] hard to show
I'm an engine I start to go
Can't control my swagger
I don't wanna hear about your moves like Jagger
Not from Notts but I am an ill manor
Go sick, hit them with a ban hammer
It's a wrap, bandanna
Straight up I'm badder
How modest am I
What a surprise I came through and demolished the mic
Here's the proof little Blizzard is a horrible guy
Got on the mic and I smashed it up, I took liberties
You've got a flow but you can't touch lyrically
Can't match this ability
Talking about metaphors, don't chat that was a simile
Lemme tell ya, about the last MC that acted up
What happened Blizz? Fuck a remix I just slapped him up
Four bar standoff, jabbed him up
First 48, [?] was on
Charged through like a 30-foot master don
And while he got jumped my track was on
I'm lying, I'm not a fighter
But apparently you've gotta be a Mike Tyson now to be a top boy rhymer
Fuck that I'm featherweight but punch like a heavyweight when I'm involved in a cypher
I used to be fat, cut down on the food, stacked bars now I'm 30 times tighter
You've got two lines, you're a Dodge Viper
Re-e-wind
When the crowd says I'm in the building the vibe gets liver
But fuck catchphrases, I'm a spitter why would I ever act famous
I said the word mason in one of my bars, if you think I'm one you're a tad brainless
When I spit the track praises
Hotel Room Masscare that's for the damn haters