Camu Tao - Wireless [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Put the gun down (Rawkus!)

I want a ??? colder than the ice you cash
Hardcore, bite my shit

It's open session on the hopers dreaming
It's open season on the worthless scheming
One of you weak niggas will get stabbed in the throat
With a piece of broken record on some old honest approach
Cause the heats waiting
And ya'll look like a bunch of niggas that wanna meet satan
It's unbearable how I be wrecking your stereo
Now it's a different scenario
I got a basement full of caskets
Waiting for you faggots hating
Mr. ?? dangerous for you maggots skating
On thin ice
Did I just produce?
You'll get your guts reduced

I'll rip your shoulders out
I'll make you rip it out and hold it out
Now you can beat it or get beat
They were cheap seated niggas
I had time to sit back in time a timeframe
Fifty foot brain with a migraine

I drink a glass of
You fucked around so long your legs a like a box of stock-matches
Your shit's expired
And across town I'm choking your bitch with a strand of piano wire
You dumb motherfuckers will get your wig ripped back
Like it was gift-wrapped
You'll be sitting in hell
Blueprint your brain and trace every curve in your skull



I'm wireless
You know these niggas don't play
No connection needed
No respect is needed
All villains get treated the same

Leave a nigga teeth-less

And you're only making matters worse
When I'm hot seatet
Ya'll niggas a low class

Liquid acid

Bullshit

Rush to the side of your face

The six dimensions


Just a Desert Eagle handle with some pressure

Like a doctor without a job I don't have the patience
Split twenty heads
And in a minute
I tie it in knots
Midnight deposit box

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