Celsos - Copycat Attack [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
This one goes out to all you fucking fake faggots

[Verse 1: Celsos]
White boy turned to a maniacal women beater
Snatching up honeys and throw em into the two seater
With a side of fries and a sweet tea between my thighs
I can finally realize that all you fucking faggots lied
Now i eat bars for breakfast, keep the structure on my necklace
Drag you to hell, you can bet you're complacent and reckless
Adjacent to the hoe whose mind who is lost cause she neck less
Alexis said she's protected? Why the fuck her shield defective?
Quit assuming you're so precious, your type of people are infectious
It takes a certain type of menace, one whose presence is perfected
To rip apart beats, and slaughter them like sheep
All you do is preach, you little peach, my flow is like a siege
My warcry's a screech, My tongue entices teens
Brighter than Tyson's rings, in sight of the main fight in the ring
Running rampant in the village, hunting, fiending to pillage
My metaphor's, machetes, straight to the mind, when i slice ugly Betty
To her head in her bed see, Or you could say the red sea
That i made out of the blood, when i ripped her off the ten-speed
Afterwards, the knife connected and killed her intensely
You little faggot, i could serve you with some carrots and eat you like a savage
That diss was directed, with no means of regret to those affected
All forms of disrespect, you look rather ugly without your head bitch
Nobody can mimic or repeat what I've displayed
Straight from this dome, where judgement day is crafted and saved
Just like i drafted this page, my symbols of raging stages
I'm constantly in my thoughts, dazing like drunken rages
Onslaught on these parts, stealer of these queens hearts
One who spreads lies like a cancer, one to kill your niece first
Crying so hard it makes fucking knees hurt, better please her
Indulge these bars so frequently you're prone to mind seizures
In my leisure i write better lines than dickens with Ebeneezer
My bars are so damaged you can see the fractured knees hurt
Slicing your mama with a katana after i eat all of cheese here
Going so hard i could bust a fucking deciliter
A Stressed Beseecher with quest for decimation and features
To burn these leeches, and fucking splatter them on beaches
You could say i got length, you could say i got inches, more like itches
Rabid to your disses, rash attacks cause i'm mad vicious

[Outro]
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