Jamil Inkwell - GUERRILLA MARXISM [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I Make These Niggas Upset When They Finally Play The Script
Here's A Reality Check Pullin Up In Them Chargers
We The Battery Set This Game Not Working Yo Way
You Better Reset
And See I Practice What I Preach
Just Can't Die On My Knees
Please Shoot Me On My Feet
I Rather See My Blood Leak
Watch My Brain Matter the Paint The Road Of The Streets
I Was On 61st Chillin Holdin My Heat
And That's My Whole Legacy
So If I Fall Away You'll Think I Died Today
Flowing Likhu I Got The Right Away I'm The One They Write Away
Penmanship Is With The Shits, A Killer Writing Heiroglyphs
King Tut Tuckin A Smith, Constipation With This Greatness
I Can't Even Think Of Shit I Get On Some Famous Shit
Fake Like I Don't Know Yo Ass
We Ain't Never Really Cool Just Laughing While A Photo Flash
I Ain't Really Into School Free Bandz Got Me Passing Math
Light The J Komodo Drag On To The Next Blunt
I Done Hit A Couple Milfs Treat Shordy Like A Step Son
Come Back Like Westbrook Acting Like I Left Some
And If She Can't Play Her Role You Know I'm Out Da Door
I'm On The Rode Guess I Left One
She Gone Pray She Find A Nigga Like Me
And I'm Just Boolin With Da Moes You Find Me Over East
I'm From A Block Of Mickey Cobras You See A Snake All In Me
I Had The Thrist To Kill Since 50 Cent Made Heat

I Don't Give A Fuck About A Lot
In Traffic With Them Glocks
They Say We Riding Hot

Jump Out With Them Ratchets
Nina Bussin She A Thot x2