Brookz aka. ChefBoyOD - R.A.P [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(R)eal (A)uthentic (P)assion (0:06)

This is not a try out for American Idol in my eyes
I see no rivals
Make sure my character is not in question
What see is what you get first impressions
Prime time I refuse to be a middle man
I show you who better than
Rather not say I chose to the bigger man
Others wanna use adjectives I Rather use Verb
More impacting when you live out your words
Everything Im spitting fuego you mucho Frio
Get no reactions crowd see you cold
Know your role shut your mouth
Cash don't rule everything around me
Same people on the block
With it get mark out
This is no game
I don't play football no touchdown
Going down to my end zone
My bars heaven sent
Which you makes you irrelevant
Blessed by a higher power
Do it with a better elegance
Higher level of intelligence
Whats Rap came to
One trick pony Contagious like bird flu
Hip Hop been dead it anit ever coming back
Don't lump me in with these wack rappers
Lyrically I turn hip hop into a murder scene
Whole industry getting Homied
Yo I caught Mean Body!
Results jaw dropping side effect lockjaw
You don't know who you messing with
Bang bang with the Elohim
God got all the answers
I follower on His dream team
You wack rappers need to lay low
Pick it up again after I earn my halo
Simon says do as I say so
Why Rapping bout a life
That you clearly anit living
Get jacked quick fast
You got served like whiplash
I don't endorse them
Or support them
He or She getting cooked
WellDone George Foreman
My bars reach stars tell these magazine to quote him
Its notable every thing this boy spitting here quotable
Each phase set up like a haiku dont a wasted of words
Hard to fill my shoes
Don't even let me get the ounce of shine
End of your era and beginning of mine
Top 5 died or alive all The Drive in my eyes..
Real Authentic Passion the defention of RAPPING

Brooky