Cook Thugless - Outro [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: APSTRAKT]
Flip it backwards
Cook Thugless rappers
Calling all spoonerism lyrical tongue tappers
Kidnappers, we're here to steal the show
So fasten your seatbelts or your soul
Before we whip away the floor from right below you
Go you flow you bend over and you sax her
Flute her in the hole and then you guitar on her back
Gold is dripping down your eye
But when you listen to the track it takes you
Back to back to daddy flap
King Midas status
Whack is what you thought though
Black is the new white bro
Hispanics the old asian
Mexicans are the next gringos
So please blow a dildo
If you forgot that talent triumphs over color code
And pigeon holed you we can't have it but we
Grab it anyway
We eradicate
And we have no budget make
Just a bunch of dudes
Making beats and ripping tubes
Scrawny white guys scribbling lyrics
Inside a dirty bathroom
Pass a sploof tube
Riddle me this, you wouldn't guess
Ha!
No pressure
Don't judge a book by letter backs first letter
Not trying to sell shirts
Make music for ourself sure
That a secret, hey
A beat electronica
Demonic shreiking
She turned off the seat of freaky
We've no need to stay consistent
'Cuz we're just experimenting
Turn it on its head so bitches
If you don't like it don't listen
Anger to love
Down below up above
Er my gerd, its a merfucking kunninbird
Practicing quirks, courtesy of Jim Mehrkens
J slim, the slim Jim
Put your shit in the bargain bin
Suck out all the energy
And the city lights are dim






Wake up