B-Ly & WillFake - Classic Freak [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[ Verse 1 : B-ly ]
I’m back as a king of malarkey
Man-oh-man, mammon, God of Rich
Get out of it, cement’s occupation ( Patient! )
I’m obtaining a key of fantasy
Occasionally, they feels my oomph
While say, “ Ooh, goddammit! God’s omniscient!”
( Ambition! ) It’s matter of classic freak
In order of position, impossible is fucking nothing
Close the fuckin’ portiere, it’s my fucking portrait
Everybody meets me in the new class, sick
A classic shit when I become a motherfucking hell of religional section
Goddamn Adam is the first my F – friend
Which’s not with me, hey, a respection that I need
I kill them flipped resistor, I gotta buy a new sister
Proud ‘em so hard but you couldn’t, resourcefulness

[Verse 2 : WillFake]
So, first DJ album, scratches saucer
Rappers abuse black plate in the black belt classic
Lazybones, it’s like I’ma sip bones, labor under a delusion
Every fucking girls wiggling like Derulo, slap me frickin’ up
How’d oddball I was? Skedaddle ya doin’ to me
I push saddle toward ya, gather together, I’ma martial to get her
This ain’t poetic cliche, remain no unusual like J. Chan
Resentment I have to send to who made this with no core plan for made this
I’ma get perplexed, like another rap
Ya rape Xerxes King till lymphatic, smaller than alien from Attic, basic
Possibly what the fuck the song is when my brother and I’ma win EMA
It maybe true, huh? The reason of music, isn’t it? Fuck!