Irahnik - Udntknw [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Irahnik]
You don't even know all the shit that I have been through
When it comes to shooting missiles, I craft em with my pencil
And blast em at you devils, yo I am your assassin
Getting the game in motion like it's lights, camera, action
The faction is us, NFO, the rest are sus
Just IMAJIN we erupt, all y'all haters in the dust
But that's wassup, man we flowing and going and focus hip hop
But it's not as easy as it seems, y'all lookin pissed off
On God, I'm iller than Kim, man I'm feelin wicked as shit
And I ain't even from the West, hittin it first, you picturing this?
Slittin ya wrists in secrecy cuz I'm the one who made it
I'm just saying whatever's true, Super Saiyan in the booth
It's what I do - I'm a Nazi to these Jews
Insanity's making me spew, all this toxic, you not shit, and that's true
Spitting so hard that y'all erect, bending spines backwards
Killin these fake rappers, as Spring Village Pastor
Like "pass herb" is past tense, y'all hate and y'all stress
Y'all gon be de-pressed when I'm gon be the-best
Sever these heads, make em eat lead, breakfast lunch and dinner
Yo writtens so beginner, I'm winning, I make it bigger
Don't be bitter- I'm killin it, piffin it, makin it rain, while I reign
From my throne, I don't condone, yo bullshit marijuana strains
Can't contain all these rhymes inside my mind
Since 24 hours, so that's 24 lines, no lie

[Verse 2: K' Lee]
Ironic how Irahnik passes me the joint
To leave you suckas smokin
Roller coasting like I'm ciders point
See the point
Lyrically
K'Lee takes the cake
I'm waveyer than Max B in a Dipset cape
You shit faced fuck
You fake
For the bucks
I'll break you pups
In the Reese's Puffs
You niggahs get snuffed
For actin tough
I'm aching
My stomach talkin back to me like its time to eat
I'm a ghoul your goulash
Boy I'm bout to feast
This ain't battle rap
This is merely just to rattle cats into doin better
I'll peel your skin and make a new sweater
Your chicks a thirst trap
Why would I sweat her
Your punch lines hit like a tiny feather
You ain't feeling what I'm saying niggah
You need Braille
Hating on me that's a hate crime
Go to jail
No monopoly
Hip-Hop's my property
It's not for sale
This is mine
Bitch I'm on my grind
Bruh you need to bail
You Tony Hawkin it
I'm Tony Starkin it
Lyrical marksmen
I spit fire plus I never miss my target
I'm outta this world like a fuckin Martian
You're Marsha Brady
I'll kidnap ya baby for ransom
For the bands like Katie
You fuckin lady
Don't try to play me
I do this daily like it's posed to save me
Pray to God he won't forsake me
Send the whole world into a seizure
I'll put your body in a freezer just to seize ya
Lyrical art but this no Mona Lisa
Lord Frieza...