Horseshoe G.A.N.G - Life Is My Ghostwriter [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Kenny]
Don't blame me for my insanity, blame humanity, I'm a human in distress, yep
Life is handing me tragedies, I don't think she's a fan of me
But she finna be fannin' me while I'm under my canopy
Handin' me an iced tea with a lemon squeeze and it's sweet
Almost as sweet as that'll be, I'mma make it reality, bet yet
'Til then I'll speak as bad as a death threat
And flatten niggas out like a bed set
I'm dead set on deadin' everyone on your set
With the long nose fellow like I'm Geppetto
Might hear shots bellowin' throughout the ghetto
Nice aim, I should get a medal when I get a metal
Serve niggas like they place orders, though I don't like to take orders
I'll wait on you by your front door, prey on you like a church floor
5'6" but my fuse way shorter, I was prone to lose it
I was taken to troubled waters and I dove into it
Life chauffeured me here in case you wonderin' what drove me to it
Now chrome abusin' is only music to my ears
Yeah, it's a beautiful melody and shootin' you is an elude-able felony
Whoever's trailin' me from behind, I welcome for tailin' me
And if you ain't behind me, motherfuck what you tellin' me

[Hook: Julius Luciano]
Life is, yeah, life is my ghostwriter
I just record it, life is my ghostwriter
The shit I be spittin' is violent
I don't write a motherfuckin' thing
No lyin', and oh, by the way
When I'm on the mic I'm angry
Change the world, nigga, you might just change me
Since life is crazy, my rhymes is crazy
If anybody's offended, blame life don't blame me

[Verse 2: Julius Luciano]
I stick with my sharp circle, we winnin' the race
Stick, sharp circle, I'm grippin' the mace
Got my enemies body entirely wrapped in plastic
Hangin' from a ceilin', that's how I'm sealin' your fate
Nigga bitch come sit on my face
That's how this criminal stay concealin' his face
I'm known as Magilla, the killer gorilla, a sinister ape
Been in my cage waitin', now I feel I've escaped
Mentally trained for battle, you ain't had enough practice
Amateur rappers really don't wanna challenge a savage
You couldn't find another pack of rappers of this caliber
Even if you traveled backwards like your calendar's backwards
I'm hungover like I'm Galifianakis
Ready for beef, better believe I got my hand on my ratchet
When my pistol cylinder spinnin' I'm finna be clumsy
Trippin' and spillin' your blood, accidents happen
Innovative, I'm rockin' many styles
On the mic I'm an earthquake, I'm rockin' any crowd
Spot enemies at close proximity, pow
Apocalypse comin' approximately now
I don't really think you ready for us
You press the Horseshoe button, you pressin' your luck
I'm a motherfucker that don't give a motherfuck about motherfuckers
I ran out of shits, I'm fresh out of fucks

[Hook: Julius Luciano]

[Verse 3: Demetrius Capone]
When a mangler start manglin'
I rip your head off of your frame til it hang, then I strangle the part danglin'
I'm part Scarface and part Damien
I'm part Darth Vader and the dark angel, I'm the archangel
And I never need an Xbox just for me to start playin' Halo
The game where I change you into a harp playin' angel
I'm finna rob niggas when they start slingin' yayo
I'm comin' for cain like a reincarnated Abel
Ay yo, I'm a crook and a sinner
This what you get when you mix Tookie and Suge in a blender
Your sister? I took her and cooked her for dinner
If you was a member of Iron man's team you couldn't avenge her
I'm the lowkey villain, while you makin' minimum wage I'm finna be makin' a killin'
Literally, listen to me, with your brains I'll paint the ceilin'
Ladies and gentlemen, he's crazy, you lames can't get rid of him uhh
This is how life made me, the shit I write's crazy but nigga my life's crazy
You don't think my life is insane then try to trade me
My life for your life, fuck it, I'mma take it anyway
This is art imitatin' life so the shit I write it made me crazy and insane but I'm just
A copycat killer on the mic but the shit I write, it ain't as crazy and insane as life is

[Hook: Julius Luciano]