Boogey - I killed 'em (Rigor Mortis) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Fellowship of the ring and they asking for who the lord is
Vigo Mortensen
Leaving 'em in the morgue in rigor mortis
With a gorgeous smile
Fighting Goliath, such an enormous size
I kill him with secret weapons hidden in my recorded files
Parts disorganised
In every Organ iced
Left in the corner before the coroner arrives
You never seen a sorer sight
Brought a brontosaurus to a tyrannosaurus fight?
You gangsters stuck in tweet jail for starting a war on skype?
Bunch of thugs on the internet
Lacking the Intellect
But they need it to be the leaders
I need 'em to be deleted from rapping entirely
Just pack and retire b
I attack with fire you see the ash in the sky
And they be the last of a dying breed
I'm blasting high as weed
Kush for the celebration of youth and its elevation
I'm pushing the generation and boosting the energy
If you hearing me you feeling terribly
For the rappers imma kill and you probably gonna shed a tear and grieve
I'm achilles and hercules sipping the blood of heracles
Hearing these cries for help
Where's your league you Micheal Phelps
Nigga like yourself wishing you had a couple of tyson belts
Know i'm the harder mike i done murder a lot of mics
I'm megamind wishing my head was made in a larger size
Skull is leaking while i'm speaking
So they call a priest to haul the demons
From my head to my dick hoping that they dissolve in semen
I'm paul before damascus that's saul to other rappers
If the priest fails imma advice you to call a pastor
But eff you and eff your religious extremism
And your mentality closed as your reasoning left in prison
I'm open minded and searching for answers I have to find
You passing time killing hiphop? Then i've got an axe to grind

[Interlude]
Hip hop they killing it

[Verse 2]
Leave you stiff as a statue i know you wish i don't catch you
I'm fucking swift imma pass you, attack you
For sleeping on me, a bunch of niggas in castles
Tasty dish imma have you for lunch
If you slow rappers is any quicker you fast food
Cannibal lectures from hannibal lecter
I remove your limbs from them hinges and sockets a mechanical expert
Bought the talent with gold i stole from a leprechaun
Mama told me give it back i hope you know that i kept it mom
I'm a decepticon blowing up before they detect the bomb
I detonate a second on the minute the detective comes

[Interlude]
Brain I killed 'em

[Verse 3]
I'm jason without the mask
I'm taking 'em out they're trash
I'm dangerous to the people my place is in alcatraz
I'm an alien saucer from space that's about to crash
I'm the stack of hay you set ablaze in a house of wax
Verses leaving your favourite rapper stuck in rigor motis
But listeners don't listen they only fucking with the chorus
Boogey be rapping like he wrote his stuff with a thesaurus
They spitting with autotune so they suck at their performance
All these dudes rapping with that autotoune wacker
Than that nollywood actor's recorded tune smash hit
Smash it to pieces on the set of a van vicker film
No dissing but the art of music demands sicker skill
Do this around the clock and the second hand ticking till
I'm dead and gone
Eliminating the wannabes till all is said and done
Anybody who becoming to battle a monster with a baretta gun
Better know that i'm atomic and ticking to blow so they better run
Chasing 'em into a place if it's darker than space i'm erasing the trace
Of a nigga disgracing the rap on a track
If he wacker than all of 'em actors who rapping the crap out of shit that we practice
I'm laughing my ass off
Attacking the last of the living and getting my nasa on and blasting off
(Cut)