Cj Trillo - Intro [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: CJ Trillo]
Its about damn time I should blow
Land mines with the flow
Took a second, got the sun in, just to shine on your ho
Pimp a hundred thousand lyrics selling verses to the fiends Here's the door
You a fuckin' padlock, I'm the keys
I'm a beast, you the beef
You the burger and the cheese
You the victim I intend
I'm the murder and the piece
I'm unheard of but a little less subtle in the streets
Played a concert for the kids just to show them who to be
Dammit, its my time homie
If all you talk is record deals I decline homie
My cousin say its overdue and he ain't lying homie
Went and took a year off in the booth, that's just the grind homie
I wanted peace
But y'all ain't really ‘bout it with the shits
Busy boning thuggin' rappers peeling back banana clips
I ain't talking ‘bout a gun, I ain't talking ‘bout gats
Why you talking ‘bout yourself, I ain't talking ‘bout that
I'm a cold young mac, flip my middle finger thoroughly
Y'all thinking with your dicks
I be thinking ‘bout it neurally
So clearly ahead of any rapper selling highs
I do quietly the truth, saw somebody yelling lies
I don't hear it
Nah I don't play that shit
I've written lyrics, tell somebody play that bitch
I want the tour bus lowered sitting on some 24’s
Yeah I know, ain't expected but I get in where I chose
Got me low, flying high
Y'all be opposite of that
Trillo flow, beat dry
Y'all know opposites attract
I want sixteen bars straight planted on a bitch
A lot of weed, a lot of liquor how I manage through this shit