Goretex - Extreme Makeover [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)

The Canarsie coven, paints with G's and murderers

Addicts and cadillacs

Slut teens and project burglars

Shiksas, swappers and gurglers

More food for the furnace

More goons and pounds of shrooms

More wounds to purchase

Glenwood mourge, third floor

With gore in the winter, I'm flawless

Sinister tauren, crawling off of your sister

Date rape is boring

Tissue sample's the best

I don't get stressed

Drugging these bitches, it's only at their own request

Unconscious and blessed, forget an apology

Too progressive, (similar to an atomic proctology?)

We stock rugers and bonesaws, crawling for sodomy

Zoloft smile, I'm wild, caught up in this Space Odyssey

Rest in peace, denim when we dress the deceased

Gets sprayed in the basin, bloody mess, next to your feet

Too professional

I'm quick to chop you off like sectionals

Extreme makeover, rocking the pens like vegetables

(Chorus)

The final takeover

Get your wig cut, Extreme makeover

Desentitized, I don't feel a thing, the pain's over

Look in my eyes man, you'll die before the day is over

The newest change in your life, homie it's game over

(Verse 2)

I was raised in black

With a sick nat to attract women

Crack villains

We knocking off drug stores like Matt Dillon

With capital trips

(Which your poison?) acid to dips

Have em smacking eachothers tits

In the back of the 6

Serial killers

Blowing up like branched Davidians

Non Phixion insignia, cripple your camp like syrians

See me, it's cool

Haters tryna dump on my shit

Scissor fights since '74, they pumpin my clip

Different bible studies

It's always 5 G's in commissary

These runaways, forever find pain, caged in my monastery

Six sadists, my fanbase deranged like rapists

Nothing's changed, it's faith, all my drug pushers and sixth graders

(Chorus)

The final takeover

Get your wig cut, Extreme makeover

Desentitized, I don't feel a thing, the pain's over

Look in my eyes man, you'll die before the day is over

The newest change in your life, homie it's game over

(Verse 3)

Knocking on heavens door, (score/gore?) (you're goon with?) (islami/swami?)

Shoot you to pulp, flesh dangles like melted pastrami

You faggots are commies

Swap cum like Macy in Cosbys

I'm like Ozzy in '68, moshpits and Zombies

Pound you to dust, home attendents changing your diaper

In between nights, I'm maintaining and training with snipers

Your (wig is a rave?)

Turned up with cake and crons

Haze blunts around the room while we burn the Quran

We on bodybags and tags for corpses that's vacant

It's a must without the fuzz, and compromise the cremation

So clean, murders scenes, devoid of conscience

Profit the doctor, scissor chops blocks, it's progress

(Chorus)

The final takeover

Get your wig cut, Extreme makeover

Desentitized, I don't feel a thing, the pain's over

Look in my eyes man, you'll die before the day is over

The newest change in your life, homie it's game over