I-Cee Niqqas - Buffet (Cuz We Eating) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro:RTJII]
Lemson, u gone get fucked in the ass so hard my dick will have ur feces on it

[Verse 1: Maxypads]
Fuck Eat Squad and anyone that luv em
We got the Thanksgiving turkey & the stuffing
They got a sausage fest with no beef
Niggas ain't even smoking dat leaf
Im eating a sammich with PB & Jams
Lemson in the corner taking butt rams
BBDS ain't mexican
He don't eat tacos, but he works at a food stand
Alg da homie, but fuck mice
I eat burritos with beans & rice
Don't make me get the llama
I'll fry y'all with the commas
Thiiird eyes shining, my dick chakras flowing
I fucked lemons sister and he don't even know it
Look at my wrist, I'm an icy nigga
I can't think of an ending, but fuck y'all niggas

[Verse 2: Norfstars]
What’s beef to a pescetarian?
Snatch me up a vegetarian and pork her in a hotel marion
We ain’t down with no Eat Squad no head nods, when they heads bob
Really the no Meat Squad cause their last meal resembled meatwad
RG’s resident ramblers writing rhymes on Old Spice
Well done steaks more raw than the bars they write
Seriously this shit was so bad I had to cut it twice
Tried to be nice but jams bars was worse than like
When lupe decided to write about penises next to his
Some type of shit that make you question whether they should have kids
The concept was there, but the execution was lacking
Instead of snappin and attackin shit looked like y’all were slackin’
Writing one line disses like it was your only purpose
Lacking creativity so he wrote one bar so he wouldn’t look nervous
Guess we could call you a one-bar man
But does that extend to your lyrics being a one-night mic-stand?
Sharks on your tail you better keep on swimming
This shit was petty and miniscule to me call it lem’s experience with women

[Verse 3: RPoly]
Came in all of Eat Squad's girls premature
Leave that bitch hanging with panties on the floor
Eat Squad don't want none of this- they're starving for sure
Or at least sucking for a bottle full of Ensure
Yall frozen meat, finna be thawed out by our oven heat
Don't start crying or turn red as a beet
Crush that lemon nigga for juice
Don't forget that nigga with no paper, call it a jam
BBDS is heartbroken after cruel winter
Maybe he'll finally get off Kanye's wood- timber
Teebird is finna get shot out of the sky
Then fried inside of a meat pie (WE EATIN')
I'll crack Ted's heart like Robin
Leave him in his empty apartment corner, slobbin'
I didn't forget Jerry either, no flowers after this ether
Just a small box with no cheese, just an existence ceased