ILLFIGHTYOU - MASSACRE [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
"You ever get tired of watching bad things happen to people?"
"That's crazy talk"

[Verse 1: Ugly Frank]
Look, said I'm thinking 'bout a murder
Finna hit the Ave and hit a lick, or something empty
Choppin blow up in my livin' room
Fuck it dawg I'm trying to raise the murder rate
Skee a couple slopes an' throw my hoodie on
I'm 'boutta make a killin' soon
Hit my niggas up to see who with it
Cell phone kept ringing fuck it solo mission
Got a loaded pistol dripping
Grip the grain and get to mobbing shifting block to block
I'm lurking through your neighborhood
You hiddin bitch the block is hot
Hopped up out the whip and got off foot I'm faded hollering
Frank The Butcher and his bitch are on your pockets ho
And keep it pushin
Kept it clean and left no witnesses
Fuck the central booking nigga what the fuck you think this is
I ain't cookin'
More than likely, I hit a lick
I turn a stack into a brick and stretch it dog and thug it out
And if I ain't getting money witcha
You can prolly get a dap or somethin nothin extra
What yo hussle 'bout?

[Hook: Ugly Frank]
Ever since I was a youngin I been out and early
Thuggin shotty loaded pockets swollen holding stolen hundreds
Fuck it
Pop a 40 top and blow the function
Fuck it I-want-my-doe, Look
Ever since I was a youngin I been out and early
Thuggin shotty loaded pockets swollen holding stolen hundreds
Fuck it
Pop a 40 top and blow the function
Fuck it
I-want-my-doe, ya bitch

[Verse 2: Evergreenone]
Fuck it, I'mma ballout
Pair of goma goggles, pop bottles with my balls out
See I smell a murder on my butter knife
This whole entire worlds fucked
Roll the dice, Take a risk, life can be a mother-fuck
So who's next up, who's puffin they chest up
The big bad wolf and all I smell is fuckin red blood
My pockets full of drugs
My wallets full of food stamps
I move quick with two hands
I throw bricks, Bitch!
Gold chains, back of the whip snort cain
Made a bet with Jesus Christ that I can't be saved
HALLE-FUCKING-LUJAH
Buy an eagle blow your brains out (Pow)
Surrounded by losers and faggot rappers tryin to break out
(Listen to me)
I'm waiting for the world to end
So I can peel some wigs back
Cook crack
Blew stores, and whip a benz
I still be up at night thinkin why's he dead
It's .... dad
I tie a noose around my head and get some neck

[Hook: Ugly Frank]
Ever since I was a youngin I been out and early
Thuggin shotty loaded pockets swollen holding stolen hundreds
Fuck it
Pop a 40 top and blow the function
Fuck it I-want-my-doe, Look
Ever since I was a youngin I been out and early
Thuggin shotty loaded pockets swollen holding stolen hundreds
Fuck it
Pop a 40 top and blow the function
Fuck it
I-want-my-doe, ya bitch