Clayton Jokythur - Clayton's Copula [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I'm here chillin' in my jacuzzi
New kids hear "Clayton" ask "who's he?"
I'm back to regain my post
Not mortem
I'm here for them
For you fans
Ku klux klan
Has been threatening me
I think they are Illuminati
Nah man, I ain't sold my soul
And I like Kanye that's why I sampled
Or adapted this line in my rhymes
On the other song
And am doing it again
It ain't wrong man
It's just paying homage
Speaking of which
I'm also doing that to a gay that loves Fitch
Yeah ****bicha
You love salsicha
It's cause of you that I'm wearing that pink on my head on the EP's cover
To remember when I totally beat you up like if you were a pigeon and I a land rover
Real men wear pink
Well you may think
You're a real man
But me and my fans
[K]No[w] you ain't
I'm way realer
I crushed you
No need for serial killers
But enough of that
It's past, says Matt
Now I'm here with all this new sounds
No, it ain't Tortoise II but it's some lost and founds
New stuff old stuff
Mixed stuff
I'm tough
Never give up
But they ask what I've been doing these days
Why nobody has seen my face
I'm copulating
Copulating
Yeah, you can keep hating
But I'm copulating
Doing complex math
Statistics in the bath
Room
I assume
You wouldn't understand my copula
So I'll talk 'bout Sofia Coppola
Casting Emma Watson as a burglar
That's right cause she stole my heart
Bacon cheeseburgers!
But shit I have to fart
Can't copulate
While there's still bitches to hate
So peace people
That's the ripple
Effect
Everybody connect
Kinect
Reflect
Act
Concrete rappoetry
Neologizing
Hoho inception
Closed captions for me
Like *fuifuiii*
Oh my God of rhymes
How many times
Have you seen this
Didn't even use words, kiss
My ass
Yes
People ask
How is this an EP?
Ain't it a CD?
Mixtape?
Julian Assange accused of rape
In Sweden
It's like the hidden garden of Eden
There
Blonde hot girls pushing their hair
Back
To suck your black...
So how you say rape!?
Still confused? Tape, CD, EP?
Washington DC
Kidnap Obama, u mad!?
And put a grocery bag on his head
Make little holes for the eyes
Mouth and nose
Head and shoulder knees and toes
And ask for the secrets
Ryan Seacrest
Why am I saying all of this?
Is that what you asking, kids?
The relation is of equivalence
Reflexive, simetric, transitive
Mathematics
That's it
Clayton's copula!
And you've heard it right
There's a whole EP ahead
But way bigger than that chick's hole
Shit that was tight
And I'm fed
Up
With this cup
Of tea I've been giving
To rappers these times
I don't have a goatee
But I sure have my rhymes
Arsenal
Liverpool, Manchester too
Chelsea, I ask who?
That's a girl's name
And it ain't a girl's game
So I'm here back again and you'll see my fame
Rocket towards the sky
Kind of just like Psy
Except I don't dance
And people understand what I say
Even in France
And except I was already known
Before he had even grown
Out of his pants
But no dissing, no rants
I want peace with everyone
Cause I ain't done
Yet
I won't let
Tortoise II be just a myth
Just give it some time
It'll be like a great guitar riff
Every word, every line
But still I need some
Copulating
Mating
Dating
Hum!?

Copulating

Copulating

Copulating

Copulating

Copulating

Clayton's copula!