Hermi7 Khalfani - Ain't It Time? [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Hermi7 Khalfani]
Yo, ain't it time? (3x)
Uh uh
Yo, ain't it time? (3x)

[Verse 1: Hermi7 Khalfani]
And through this ancient source, I supply the means for guidance
And Ishvalans even follow to gain such higher knowledge
You seen it when I was riding with them honeys down the ave
The bullets on boulevards a bulletin in the lab
That's rare
You know I'm sliding, the sire that's mad hexed
Protecting the elect, have mercy on all the blessed
And yo I rest my case, see, Anthony hop the Lec
Hannibal cooking stews, a fricassee left yo chest
And pumped yo main arteries frying it up with pars-a-ley
Parking, sending tips to butler's, Alfred, & Mr. Jeeves
Now Massa please
Some more porridge to give the mistress queen
You'd like it if she hit the knees, send your brain to a fantasy
And re-up
A Pharisee staring and Sadducee-ous
Inadequacy to teach us, discourtesy when I greet ya
The celibacy of murder on wax the seven breech ya
Your daughter is a martyr for Herm and the importers
They tried to shift the borders, lick shots at dome supporters
Watch the structure crumble down as I drop the last mortar
So report it, get Al Roker some shit and let 'em snort it
With a perm like Sharp and Jarreau singing Roof Garden
Excuse me pardon cause I'm parting the seas with seven horses
On a saddle riding camels and dragging them cancer cartons
Planned arson, flame alchemy, stoop chilling no balconies
In a Tonka truck, leaving Mustangs in the back of me


[Hook: Hermi7 Khalfani]


[Verse 2: Toki Sphinx]

Uh uh umm, melodies in the form of hums
Signal distress, watch ya crest
Potential to metamorph in the sacred drums
Flaccid thoughts when you gone off the rum
Poetic tantrum, hidden messages in my stanzas
Don't harass the titan, if you not bout the clash
You trident Poltergeist, like nigga what has--
Four legs in the morning, deuce at the fucking split twat at night
Oops, watch my vernacular!
Countless tactics, counter attack, jet-black fade took me right back at'cha
[?] chased for days through this maze by the matinées, Count Dracula
New regime, vivid dreams all about a nigga pyramid schemes
Star seed, hidden creed, ancient core
From the past [?] hourglasses
Can I get just one last miss?

Rhyming, I keep it rhyming
It's all intertwined in
Omega line like, ay yo, ain't it time?