Eye-Kyu - 313 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook - Eye-Kyu + Eminem – (COVER Ft. BG)]

What you know about a sweet MC, in the cbg
None of these skills you about to see come free
So you wanna be a sweet MC, you gotta become me
If you ever wanna...B one see

[Verse 1 – (BG COVER)

Yo some people say I'm black, now if that's white
I'm the freshest whack MC that you ever heard, in your lifetime
My slick a acappella sounds..clever with the b’s
Boy I'm the deepest thing since potheads to hit the streets, so forget the golddigger sluts in this im all coverd in with ruggednesss
With the mic I'm like a dyke, can't no ho fuck with this
I got more Different Styles like im german On open mic I bone your wun just to keep my lyrics coming (bitch)REELEVATED to high speed meditated
Now the b that they stated they hated, but now since they seen that I made it
He escalated, can it be to put me out of the test of greatness
Snatch the heart from MC's and I ate it
So I take it that's the reason I'm hated, to represent my temperment
And if a rapper was a B-Boy all you so called hard MC's would not be famous
For Big pimping it, and acting like you could rock a show (so)
With harder L's ring bells then fuck a ho... (now)
Everything that you collaborate I ill-acelerate
My rhymes they keep coming like nymphomaniacs that masturbate
At a faster rate, yeah I got something for your ass to hate
I blast your hate (?), and have you all running master gates
And as for face clutching and touching the flows
I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
Bucking these hoes, I got that shit down to a science
Leaving them hot and bothered, turned on like the film Defiance no we won't have that
You want your shit to blow up?
Well I'mma stuff some dynamite in your ass crack
And blast that shit to kingdom come
Then bring them some of this real hip-hop
I drop b’s and you ain't singing or gonna do a thing, so run
And you all knew from nic yo
That you couldn't hold your own with the strength of illuminal grow
So stop that bullshit and flow
Yo, you need to come with the real skills, and act like you know

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - BG]
So what, you know about a sweet MC born on 31 D
You don't know shit so when you see one flee
You can meet, then you'll never wanna know another B
I'll stop the alphabet at S’sss and forgot I got it down with a T
I'm sure your bound to agree, sweet BG crashed a spot
I'll make the roof hot like I was Rockn Master Scott
Your ass forgot, so just in case you don't remember me
I'll run your brain around the block to jog your fucking memory
It's either them or me man, kill or be killed
You will'll be sealed your casket closed you still'll be big build
My facilities filled with fans, packed to capacity
I'll send a rapper back with the crack of his ass shitty
If he's acting soft and he cowers
He better come cleaner then J-rule jacking off when he showers
You flowers got no clout with a thing
You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang
I showered the slang, simple as Ayy,B’ see's
Skip over the B's and rock the microphone with E's
Illuminatti MC's I'mma max alone
Relax your dome like a mormon solo from a saxophone
2pac’s I know him, writers get treated with shocks
I rock a B harder then you could beat it with rocks
I'm greeted with trace along with grace
You couldn't make the fans throw up their hands
If they swallowed their fingers
But you can ring us, let's see what you got
But don't front and never try to be what you're not
Cause you can be quick, jump the candlestick, burn your back
And smoke a J’ on a hill, but you still ain't black

[Hook]