Hilltop Hoods - Back Once Again [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

*back once again*
*scratching*
"Once again, back is the incredible"

[Verse 1: Pressure]
Once again the Pressure's back to put it on you/
From the Hilltop, the southside will bomb you/
Back to prolong the track up in your section/
There's no time to watch, that's why i'm never comin' second/
My weapons lyric, consider it more than half a brain/
Rap's a part of me like my artery but it's my master vein/
I cast a main, infect it with my verbal venom, moral to bend it [?]/
Then I'mma leave this to achievers and hurtled ascending/
I just block them like a bridge in this world/
With a restraining order, i'm the sort to, never be withheld/
I gradually commit battering to your anatomy/
Cat got your tongue cause you tried to be flattering/
In actuality a competitors blown away like the head of a valley/
Thorn proof, so grab me more crew to balance steadier/
I'm way ahead of ya man, your tracks are lame/
I heard you rap for fame/
Well i can take the weight, i just hate the back pain/
Back again, like reflector said " don't mess around!"
Cause not even John Farnam can take the Pressure down/
From the inner me, i'm tired of a beginner to be/
Making this whole earth sick like an mastic/
And took Madonna's virginity/
With that publicity you talk, you took the fall in your walk/
Trippin' on some due respect and learn to crawl 'fore i walk/
I come real Jimmy, like Steven Seagle, like an airbag/
Man, it's just a fact, i'm forever fat/
Pressure is back/

*scratching of 'back once again in the incredible*

[Verse 2: Suffa + Pressure]
P: It's the Hood's, we're back once again/
S: And it's all good, but i pack lunches when/
P: Step to Pressure
S: Suffa
P: It's the bomb plan
S: Once for your mind, the Hood's are back on again!

*scratching of 'back once again in the incredible*

[Verse 3: Suffa]
The Hood's are back/
Back once again/
Mix a sum I'm about to catch wreck/
Like a baloona china shop/
Comin' from a land down under, we are/
"Back to reality" (wohoo)
I elevate your mind like your brain was in a lift/
Irritating and the same as the stain of the spliff/
On your puffer, Suffa, suffer rock the ricks/
This lyric kinda fat, like a san with cutripodis/
Irritation of the sore, imitation of the poor/
Rappers under the slightly instigation on the law/
Information is as raw, inflamation of the raw/
I'm writing tense shit that's more raw/
That's word to your mother in law/
You wanna step son? you gotta catch rec son/
It's taht hood shit, step over your own grandma to get some/
Yet some, refuse to get down when your comin' up and/
I realised Adelaide's only good for steady fucking/
You stuck in the runt, screaming "old school"/
Well chump, you're about as old school as last fuckin' month/
I been a drunk, wanna get stuck into me?/
Well, i been rocking raps since your grandma lost her virginity/
Four infinitely rocking the style from within/
You can't fight and win, why's that Pressure?/
(Cause you're in for the south, the south side)/
And i'm givin' you a chance, and your, it's like mumps/
You only get it once/
So if you front, and kick no flow, here's a life guard, /
Hood's are on again to make MC's live hard/

*scratching of 'back once again in the incredible*