Jay Young - The Cypher [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1] (Jay Young)
I killed two birds with one stone, a double dosage
Somebody call up Bomb Squad, I'm setting up explosives
I'm on the boards, killed the beat from the inside out
Killing off my creations is what I'm all about
I get to rappin' and murking, leave bodies decomposed
Along with the verses that I write whenever I compose
I'm never a sucker unless I'm with your girl
You would think it's the circus the way I'm giving her a whirl
I ain't never scared, learned that from Killer Mike
When I was a young lad I'd be the first to strike
Now that I'm older, I don't see why I have to change
Im still running like a machine, minus the gold chain
Like Kanye, getting high off his own supply
I put together kicks and drums to get super fly
Jay Young, Street Muzik, I reside in the West
No DJ Khaled, but over here, We the Best!

[Verse 2] (Illy Kay)
You say your flow sick
Well so does bad pussy
You ain't hard, you mushy
Ain't a fighter but don't push me
This hard liquor got me thinkin' sicker thoughts
Illy Kay up in your girl's room, swinging thicker cock
Quicker not, I got the flow to make a ho go low
Well, real hold the charge, but for me, she's pro-bono
Oh no, I'm kicking hard as ninjas in kimonos
That means I'm just relaxing, but still kick ass and
Kicking ass, taking names, making lames, apparent
Sonning with my solar flow, go dumb like Anna Farris
Money spinning like a ferris, yeah, I got the day off
Haters need to lay off, shit talkin' don't pay off
Uh, in case it ain't clear, I'll fuck up any rapper
I just need a volunteer
I'm a UF Gator and in case it ain't clear
I'll fuck up any rapper, I just need a volunteer

[Verse 3] (Jay Young)
Me and Illy Kay on a collision bang
Only two people on the cypher like a campaign
Cuz them niggas flakes, they too quick to fall
But we only needed two rappers for this entourage
We got together like the Frankenstorm in NY
We let it bang like the shotty to your left eye
We let the pen fly, you hear a battle cry
We coming at your neck, we ain't passing by
I'm handing out lobotomies to all you oddities
Body bag and toe tag all of you anomalies
I do this for benefits to my economy
Eliminating competition, it's an autonomy
This ain't a democracy, it's a plutocracy
We taking over thanks to you and your hypocrisy
And no priest, pastor, or man can save you
I'm coming through to put you in your grave, you
Young