Crisis - Beware [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

            (Verse 1) Well its the sinister horrific ballistic spitter
Coming at you how disasters move attack your crew pedophiles get jitters
Im
Sicker hit you how i deliver fists at female critters
Not an animal abuser
Not
Tryna confuse ya
Cause this game still full of bitches so i play real
With the dogg pound business a ninja the snitch ill stich ya
Midnight drifter should i kill her
Or steal her thousands words worth of pictures but fuck it im a killer
So cold makes my soul shiver
Chris the clit ripper
No ones as slick when his lips the perfect mixture
Ryhtm to im pimpin a tricks to fix ya
Mr linguistic trickster of rap
Some better cut the crap dangling from your ass with ya wack raps with a pair of scissors
Im a juggernaut ill slug em watch Glocks hot to jugular spots
As your molecular rots sucker utter this in your thoughts
Like Eminem drops Infinite full credit recognize me
Ill run your brain around the block to jog your forgotten memory
Im not the apple nor the seed im just rotten from the tree
From the bottom of my feet you can call it how you see
But only god can abolish me but

(Hook)(4x) i gave you fair warning Beware

(Verse 2) Honestly with all my modesty i fuck apologies with sodomy
Knowledge and psychology im craving like starving poverty
Im on the heat on the property of streets
The prophecy be no quality of quantity
Just an object astronomically
Anonymous psychotic monstrosity i gave you fair warning from the morning origin
Now your longevity expectancy was shorten
Hope is hopeless im Moses chosen by God dawg
Hold your noses cause they frozen my soul cold and it still won't dissolve
Cause im self thrown so well known as hell's own rawest of the raw
Cops tryna throw me on the law they full of shit when duty calls
Truly im choosing to talk
Better hold your words or loose your prooving balls
Through these jaws
Come out loud im the underdog that barks for miles so foul
As i walk around town off-caught like an OJ's trial
Haters on papers ill pile up in 9 crowds i kill in acres like the west nile problem
The diabolical product im not a not an optional Dali Lahma just call my particle constable with the unliscenable
'sona my rifle caught up
I cough up flesh like cannibals
Expect rational logic optical symbolic
Hand gestures the texture of my middle finger acknowledges i promise straight to your ancestors and beyond screw your page
I flip the script matter of fact you belong in the garbage with the others i rip
Your too common im the nook atomic as i blow you fools electronics when i spit

(Hook) (3X) i gave you fair warning beware
Beware...