Ill-Noize - Marathon Monday (ft. Prophe$y) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Ill-Noize]
Uhh, yea, turn up! (×3)
Uhh, yea, alright! (×3)
(×2)

[Verse 1: Ill-Noize]
I take another sip, pour it up, p-pour it up, (Uhh)
I'm 'bout to kill the bottle, someone call the coroner! (Gah)
G-go find me a foreign whore
F-fuck her in the shower, (uhh)
I bust & then I dissappear like I got superpowers! (Poof)
I've been turnin' up for hours, actually it might be days now, I'm lost inside a daze now
L-lost inside a daze now, (woah)
This green beer & liqour got me feelin' some type of way now, I'm lookin' for a way out
Hope I don't f-f-fall down, (ahh!)
I think I need to calm down
Before I hit the hard ground (ouch)
& crawl 'round like a toddler
But I still tip the bottle (sip)
Like a waitress with good service, (yea)
She said I make her nervous, (ooh)
But baby you deserve this, (yes)
I give that pussy purpose...
Pop that pussy for daddy, play through this night as your caddy
Carry your ass to the clubs, that hole in one in the backseat
Swallowed the dick so she gasping, so goddamn high my voice raspy
Fuck being classy, I won't stop 'til I drop, I'm drunk as fuck gettin' nasty! (Uhh!)

[Verse 2: Prophe$y]
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[Hook: Ill-Noize & Prophe$y]
You fuckin' with some prophets (prophets)
Gettin' fucked up with them prophets
We makin' all that profit!
(×4)

[Verse 3/Outro: Special Guest]
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