Carl Sherron - Beyond [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Now watch me excel fast without flaunting or flossing
That type of shit'll get you body where I'm from son, it happens often
Too many cats up on that flamboyant wave
No humbularity at all, someone tell me what's going on
Fuck a Jesus piece, I rock beads, my souls comprised of God's gold
Carl Sherron, Grand Pupa, New York manifesto
I'm what this game is missing, not claiming to be no savior
Bronx aviator soaring deep, many leagues above these haters
So these trendy rappers have it for now, but I'm timeless
That raw diamond in the rough that be shining
Them other emcee's can play the bench
While me, Darrel Davinc, Cal and Rim illumintate the bulbs up in your consciousness
But you can also lose it sparring with the Optimus
From the metropolis where insomniacs rule the populace
I sip the Hennessy as my thoughts manifest in me
And turn ordinary loose leaf into hieroglyphic sheets
New York is mine, every song that I ink
Is like an issue of the Times fam', the voice of the streets
I am, the representer for every tenant of a tenement
Man, woman and child sparring in harsh predicaments
Cause I'm beyond fam'

[Verse 2]
I'm twenty-two but powerful enough to spar with any rap god
From Pac to Nas, Jigga Elect', even Kendrick Lamar
Man I was born out the ashes of ether
So battle me and watch me shatter thee, it's Lic the grim reaper
These rappers played out like two ways
I could kill 'em all in multiple ways, shells and biscuit or the pro-tools way
And fuck your Maserati's, take it how you want and not to mention
My prescience exceeds power of several Bugatti engines
My mind's eye is forever open, walking through these Gotham blocks
When shit is hot with cops my niggas toss their Glocks
That's why I move solo, the wise one, Allah's son
Shaking the Earthy pavement with these bars, I'm on par son
This tape will be my Illmatic, the modern day scripture
I'll paint a vivid picture with the blood of all of my victims
So listen, you wanna square off like Madison, bring it on
And in the nick of time you'll vanish like stars in the early morn'
So I doubt you want to rumble with the human manifestation of thunder
And while you're at it, post this shit on Tumblr
Cause I'm beyond

[Verse 3]
Aye yo Reese pass the mic and let me spill like saw mills
On the real, I murder every beat with raw New York appeal
I do this for all of my BANAS posted up in front of bodega's with them llama's
Ready to let it ring on who ever want drama
Shout out to all my brethren up top, facing one to three's
And all my homies in college tryna' earn them degree's
Just know I'm out in New York holding it down
Representing for the poverty stricken youth of my town
Blacks and Hispanic's, you see us, don't panic, unless it's time to rumble
And please believe we murder on the humble
Other than that I'm chill, plotting
On the throne, cause I'm tired of watching
Cause I'm beyond