Clear Soul Forces - Stick 'Em [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Stick 'em heh
Ha-haha
What up what up
Yo.. check

[Verse 1: J-ROC]
Verbal genocide demonstrator
Killa Dilla straight and we come from a iller nature
Illustrate or be a painter,basquiat
Bagging groceries nothing on top of the bread and the basket, the money
Literary metaphor military
Not a team colder or frozer nigga this Ben & Jerry's
The world is mine, excuse my inner geologist
A novelist, jotting shit as hot as a fallen comet is
Ironic how it's crunch time; you Nestle, get ate up
The reason your trunk got epilepsy nigga shake up

[E-FAV]
And wake up bake up cake up we on your tail nigga
Clocking overtime hold back off my genitalia
Look I'm tailing ya, the way we move
With precision is a tool, too, too cool for school
Still got mad A's, so stuck in my ways
Verbs swerve word play art swords stay sharp
Just to back you niggas off, paper growing like moss
Picture clearer than a vase, sharper than a tip of darts
So glorify your cards you’ve been loosing from the start

[Hook]
(Get down) brrr stick'em ha ha ha stick 'em
(Get down) brrr stick'em ha ha ha stick 'em
(Get down) brrr stick'em ha ha ha stick 'em
Ha ha ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em
And get down and we could, we could get down baby
And get down and we could, we could get down baby
And get down and we could, we could get down baby
And if you're liking our sound, then we could we could get down baby!

[Verse 2: LAZ]
You niggas better not - in the air I know you feel it
My legs killing get my cardio from chasing paper to the top
Climb like stairs of skyscraper buildings
Fall fast like you jumped of the ceiling
See, lose what's given I earn what I keep
Got rhymes beside my drive just like the passenger seat
Get live, the Roots with Jimmy Fallon playing a beat
No one better than me, no one better than we (C S F)

[Ilajide]
We fall quazars running the game, k ball
(Ay dog) this is a trailer to the real shit when it pays off
'Til it pays off (borrow, borrow) shoot'em Kilimanjaro
Lyrical bow and arrow the beat is jumping with ?
So pump up the fucking volume - and bang it
Wizardly similes tend to be who remain nameless
Young Voldemort your heart's at top nigga back it up now
And fuckin check it with sound them up cause I'm underground

[Hook]

[Verse 3:E-FAV]
It's like we GPS and Google Map and no place in particular
Syllables off the syllabus verbish extra curriculum
Fill 'em up with the unleaded now your career is dead
You dealing with a monster not triple shit it's quadruple-headed

[Ilajide]
? preparing for the win as thin as spaghetti(bitch)
If we don't get it get ready for the guillotines and machetes
The spirt of Urameshi wh-whoopin your fleshy fleshy
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Keys to my mamas Lexi, I thought it was ready, ready
Then she left the boy behind, no g-note for ?

[LAZ]
My cuts heavy
As a fucking medieval sword stuck in some stone, the blade buried
It's wins and losses I'm a champion already
Starting with an L like you named Larry

[J-RoC]
Hot as a barrel of smoking pistols
Molten lava milita God, bless em I'll get a tissue
The abysmal visuals of a genius choppin' up syllables
Stranger to intervals on this odyssey need a miracle
No prisoners my favorite color is murder backwards
Charles Manson dancin' all over your favorite rapper
Re-enacter of the Detroit riots, revolution!
They say only the strong survive, evolution!
I'm in love with the game in a violent way
Love/hate
Take this hand grenade serenade
Boom!