Hellfyre Club - DvT [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Busdriver]
We leap through your T.V., bruh
My dudes sick like we looped leukemia
The beat sick like we looped leukemia
My scene sick like we looped leukemia
Alert the news media x2

[Hook: Nocando]
This that Dorner (too soon)
That Newtown (too soon)
That bath salt, that moon rock, that god damn it that's (too soon) x2

[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle]
Mike Eagle will not fail, Mike Eagle will not fail
I repeat shit to myself more than these white people in Scottsdale
I'm a indie hustler first team
Fuck music, sell shirt screens
And I pull up to my rap show in a Ford Focus, on 13s
And my nephews in the eighth grade
He only talks about bayblade
And my supermarket is Ralph's
On tour I'm looking for Safeway
I'm a cantankerous old coot
A man, a blanket no phone booth
And this never bitten [?] all or nothing
This ass naked as snow suit

[Hook]

[Verse 2: VerBS]
Squad is always full of haters
Me and flocka puff trees like Bob Marley and the Wailers
Thick white girls, they must of came from Decatur
I got the ill vibe I got the bay area flavor
That's how I open up all these hot bars
I'm out of this world nigga
Yeah I'm something like I'm a Mark Clark, ooh
I started rapping off the walls of Crenshaw
Back in the day I call that, yo
Leimert parkour
Picked up the times, I blow niggas ran mouths
Indie darlin', pardon my grand smile
On this marathon jog, I'm going to stand out
Opportunities open up, it's a plus if you dope as fuck and you rhyme like...

[Hook]

[Interlude]
Too soon... too soon...

[Verse 3: Nocando]
Yuh
Icarus, niggerish
Genesis, Leviticus
Candy flippin' the Lawrence Fishburne crimson with that clear pill Limitless
In Bristol sipping Guinesses
Hard to handle like life with a wife and ten kids and six different mistresses (Woo!)
This shit is getting ridiculous
Niggas are getting so sensitive
Forgive me for my insolence
I ain't really into this
I got a new view through a new scope
I'ma be frank like the new pope
I don't give a fuck if them dudes dope
It's Hellfyre, eat a dick till you dudes choke

[Verse 4: KAIL]
My neighbors are pigs, so we don't speak when we I grab the mail
My neighbors are pigs, so if my crowbar snaps a tail
I'm fast as hell, there ain't no catching KAIL
But, catch me if you can Frank Abagnale, pass the snail
But, we just gon' discount that as rails
Until they're on my traffic trail and know how this package smell
Long as you packin' cells, I pack the nail from the coffin that sends your rat ass back to hell
Bitch!

[Hook]

[Verse 5: Busdriver]
Yeah
Niggas say my catalogue's too YMCA
Not enough YMCMB, and my life plan reeks of fresh brie
Yuh (Oh shoot!)
Like I'm a white man on a ten speed
Like I'm in Thailand living rent free
All I ever need the mic stand, that's what the rats see
My socio never overshare
Look the hood calling me weird cause my shit could weaponize the open air
Yelp alerts could be heard in ear buds
Believe in this [?] road flares
This shit is barely a beer buzz
You're gonna stare at us like you leer at jugs
Or apply there and buy share
I'm like hi there and I'ma buy this Paris
On the pulmonary palimpsest
Feedin' niggas in high chairs with an Allen wrench
No fashion sense from the Karmaloop
I'm the big dog man, call me Marmaduke
Might think tanks more than the [?] crew
Make the uninitiated barf and puke
We beside the finest from some smashed atoms
While ratchet hoes do tableaus till they suffer from back spasms
We clown backstage like Patch Adams
Took the game with us like backgammon
Press pass and test labs as my best gags it sounds like crash landings

[Verse 6: Rheteric Ramirez]
And they knew I was crazy without getting drunk and you thinking I'm tipsy
I kept it one hundred, I've never been fifty percent or fifty one fifty
The shit I see on the news though got me feeling chaotic neutral
Put yourself in my shoes though
What you think Tookie and Dorner would do bro?
Better check that [?]
I got some gangster shit that'll make you grey matter into a fuckin' handkerchief
Cause this is operation Repo
To take L.A. back from people
That wanna make dark skin friends without crossing Pico
If I forced you to take the bus to places you're scared to drive to
Would reality coincide with what you buy on iTunes?
They say we rose from the ashes after riots, but I wouldn't believe it
Saying that is like burning the wing of a dove, and calling that shit a phoenix
The cost of living that empty coffin, cause death is an empty wallet
This isn't the petty problems, of bitches and Mary Poppins
Whenever the [?] calls it
Give a fuck if my enemies talkin'
Destiny though will never be broke fasho that's been My War like Henry Rollins

[Outro: Busdriver]
Too soon... Too soon... [Repeated]