Desi Desciples - Illegal Americans [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I know im finna go ham on this
Oh wait, but im Muslim
So I serve that beef when I rap on this
Flow so sick spit it quick finishin
And none of you niggas can't handle this
Im cancerous smokin cancersticks/
Spread a little bit of that cannibis
Lyrically im like canibus/
So answer this
Do you really think that I rap that standard shit/
Step up to my level dont compare me to these amatuers/
I'll damage 'em, period, im so sick like miscarriages/
How can he be so arrogant? its cuz the whole worlds fuckin' ignorant/
Droppin bombs lyrically im like Saddam/
So tell me who's sane i've been rhyming all day/
But my mind starts to blow your girl acts in four plays/
She blow brains, like cobain, that foreplay in both ways
Undercover son its more like undercovers/
So later on the future you might see me on the covers/
And this is not a cover son its more like its perfected/
So look at my perspective im so sick its so infectuous/
My dreams are your reality and this is my inception/
When, everything I be dreaming slowly everything becoming real to me/
Do you feel the beat? middle fingers up to the industry/
So fuck all those enemies pretending to be friends with me
Picture me just rippin beats writing lyrics to this symphony/
And I can't show no sympathy if im chopped and screwed from sippin lean
My minds faded its tainted look what I painted/
Vivid pictures of words written just for this verse/
Best begali rapper thats ever to bless the mic/
And we live in dark days and im here to shed light/
Uh the only dude that has his people on the map/
Representing my bengalis and the city where im at/
Atlantas only finest the diamond yall been findin/
Whos flow I know the nicest droppin bombs its too atomic/
Its ironic how im rhymin rippin beats like its a hymen/
Knockin rappers like tyson cuz my style is what they bitin/