Hitman & Jet 2 - #PT [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Jet 2]
Welcome to plain target
We've come to crash the market, you are just a plain target
I got a feeling we can never give a fair warning
Welcome your ears here, the main target
You heard it right

[Verse 1: Jet 2]
Hello, this is Mr. Jet on the flow
I'm especially speaking to you if you're in stilettos and clothes
And closed minded and so excited, you're 'bout to party tonight?
Like what's poppin' for the night? Like I'm showing love said it right
Like this is house party 5, but I'm seldom-ly riding solo
This Wrekless, exit stage left, I'm with the best assassin in the world
And I'm a plane, so ain't no runnin' up, better yet I'm a jet
And you are just a plain target that got its mark hit, check
And by the time you hit the market and all the bargains are set
You'll find a reason that the Marley's and legends predict we're next
I got a reason, we got a reason to claim the best
And if you're willing to drop the 's' than you can bet
We got next

[Verse 2: Hitman]
Back up on yo' bitch again
Came to keep it one hundred like a Benjamin
You know we nothing short of fuckin' dope you on that shit again
And chances of me overnight in the stu is like a ten of ten
And many men try and prop me like niggas been a friend
Cause benefits only come to you through my differences
I sin and shit, get it over with then repent and shit
Dealing with this rap getting real like chapters of Exodus
I'm excellent, I'm successful know what progression is
A session is me and my niggas high as weaponry
Especially with five grams in my eighth
And y'all best believe I'm a regular out in space

[Hook: Jet 2]

[Bridge: Hitman]

Wrekless, AAD, let's go

[Verse 3: Tony T]
Picture perfect, I let these words illustrate my vision
It's kinda hard to watch the throne when I'm the one that's in it
You niggas just target practice, and I'm the one that's sendin'
Them shots at you like a muh' fuckin' Twitter mention
It's time to get it, you other niggas is fuckin' finished
Cross that line and get smacked back like it's fuckin' tennis
I'm a fuckin' menace, Wrekless AAD up in this
Got that record breaking flow, somebody call up Guinness
Lord forgive me for sinnin', I'm addicted to winning
I'm addicted to women that's addicted to spendin'
Other niggas' money, cause I ain't the one givin'
Only give 'em D like they had vitamin prescription
Fuck with me, niggas can't fuck with me
Yo' girl get passed around, we callin' her lob city
Runnin' circles 'round my competition, got 'em all dizzy
And even if I was horny, you couldn't fuck with me nigga

[Verse 4: Xavi]
Aim it at your direction and let off until he breathless
I'm not the best, but the best-est at leaving these suckers headless
Headed to the section where it's plenty women undressing
Undress me correctly, I'll turn your intestines to salad dressing
My dogs will eat you alive, all for the price of fries
Bag 'em, put 'em inside, your future career just died
Ironic how you stay dried and washed up at the same time
Time to reanalyze, you can't fuck with none of my guys
Yeah, I'm all about a dollar, but get Wrekless in a second
Put my hitman on a jet, that's a threat you need protection
Retarded for you to start this, leave him drowned at the tar-pits
Your body became a carcass, you are just a plain target

[Hook: Jet 2]