Don't Flop - Unanymous vs Charron (Round Two) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Unanymous]
Came to lay the smackdown
This is the rap round
I don't mind if when I bring up his personal life I don't a reaction
Just as long as they ain't complaining when I get on my rap shit
Bitch you ain't getting any advances
Just your genetics would balance
I've never been average, expert mechanics
I try to reach high up and better the status
I'm talking legends collapsing, beheadings and caskets
I'll put him to sleep like elephant tranqs and blowing darts
With [?] broken hearts with ventricles damaged
[?] rap shit, that rest in the hands of a deadly assassin
My tongue is a safety button and my skeletal fragments act as weapon attachments
Now what you shouldn't do, is assume we're even
'Cos there's a few between us
What you need to do is stand at attention and salute your leader
I see your new to this
I'll tutor him
Old School like Duke Nukem
You'll feel like [?]
You're weak and you were a waste of human semen
Now they put you against an elusive demon
Supreme [?] seems to abuse this useless fiend
What I mean is, if you were squeamish
You could leave the room and scream for truce
'Cos I'mma leave him bruised and beaten with what I do this evening
Your death could be illustrated
A storyboard for a snuff flick
I'll kill him with the picture painted
I don't think the way you spit is great I think it's basic
So to begin today, I'mma just give displays
Of a quicker wit and slicker cadence
Whilst I pull silly faces at this kid and play with different phrases
Unanymous is king
I determine whether or not he's a or a myth
While my punches lining up and he can block Glocks for one shot
No banana for a clip
More like an Orang Utan 'cos I can swing as fast as he could flip
He got his credit card confiscated after he crashed his mother's whip
And now the car's gone you can't find a slag to suck your dick
So you spend time in your sister's cupboard discovering panties you can sniff
[?]
How are you standing up to this?
You don't even stand up when you piss
You're such a faggot that you sit and orgasm when you shit
I'll straight baboon this drop and Organik’s baby you’ll get throttled that you'll get throttled
Your greasy face looks like you washed with bacon strips and waffles
Tell the truth bitch, you're a virgin
You ain't been butt-naked with a model
When I was stretching girls out, checking whether they could take it to the tonsils
This fucking twat was at summer camp playing spin the bottle
You'll always play spin the bottle 'cos you're a pussy bruv
Listen, I don't give a fuck, I came to rip it up
I'm smoother than Keith Sweat
I might have no swagger and I'm fat but at least I'm not wearing a fucking V-neck
So you said I never come off the head
Not when your girl sucks me anyway
I don't give a fuck, pussy tastes sweeter than lemonade
She let me penetrate for seven days
I got deep up inside her
You see my t shirt? I'll turn you to raw meat 'cos even the back of it says I woulda Tor C
Listen, Canada's battling me might've heightened the scene but I don't care mate
Once this dumb fruit gets up-rooted, his situation will go pear-shaped
Shit I'll turn into a vegetable if he wants to compare weights
So just 'cos you're Organik's product product doesn't mean that this'll be a fair trade

[Charron]
Yo, Tor-C
He talks about the back of his shirt like he's hard as fuck
T-O-R-C: Tommy's Obviously A Retarded Cunt
I do play spin the bottle
With fitness models
That's right man, when it comes to pussy when they girls show it, it ain't nice man
I mean you say 'What's that?' More than Mr. 13's hype-man
And he wants to diss my shirt like I'd be embarrassed
Bruv, you actually have to have a neck to wear this
I look like Brad Pitt beside you
And I'd like to mention, I cried so much when you ate too much in Se7en
You went soft on Shotty, I don't care if that guy's your brederen
The more I kill someone the more I respect them
Had HFK dying 'til the final second
I put my own dog put down like Will Smith in 'I Am Legend'
You have a hero and mimic that guy's aggression
You're a fake disaster like 9/11
You stare in the mirror and scream 'Disaster's the man
If anyone fan beat him, Unanymous can'
One night he came home with blood on his hands
And his mum said 'What happened, Unam?'
'Aw man, fucking Canibus fans!'
Tommy ain't ready
I brought the confetti
He lost this already
Then he's Xed off the roster
Tommy don't tempt me, don't be [?] to get me
Like Tommy Vicetti when he steps of the chopper
Came to the UK 'cos the medicine's stronger
Have you seeing stars all day like celebrity stalkers
Try to escape, I'm letting you wander
Catch you on the run like a Chechnian bomber
In the trenches so long I got a medal of honour
I don't care if you're dead from the slaughter
I'll keep on feasting on you like Jeffery Dalmer
All you do is scream but my bars are stronger
I'll shut you up if you start to holler like a barking collar
Sparking thoughts like arson plotters
Heartless monster, smart as Harvard scholars
Rocket launcher armed like Carson Palmer
Start to conquer, armies like a carbon copy Sergeant Slaughter
Okay, morbid, stabbing a victim with a sword I'm very consistent
Extraordinary incisions before a corpse is buried I'm with it like a mortuary assistant
I might spaz if Unan shouts
So watch your ass like you're sleeping at Two-Can's house
You battle Soul in a random league, who filled your head with grandeur
Eurgh laid the blueprint, imitators can't throw events that matter
Don't Flop made you who you are and set the standards
DFAFD's a pallindrome, how did you get it backwards?
I realise you went there to get some Guap
4000 views in five weeks - it was barely even watched
It lowered your value, it was there but then it dropped
You live on a farm I thought you'd care about your stock