K-9 - D.T.T.O.M.B (Drop The Top On My Back) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

K9
Hook (x2):

Oh yeah
We Drop the top on my back
Drop the top on my back
Oh yeah
We Drop the top on my back
Drop the top on my back
Ladies love my snapback
Oh yeah
We drop the on my back
Ladies love my snapback

K9
Verse 1:

Okay we drop the top on my back
Man I swear yo girl gave me snapback
K9 steppin' in, promise never go whack
Green face, you'd swear I work at nedbank
Big dreams, that's why I'm taking long naps
And I ain't got no beef, okay Kool Kat?
Busy bumpin that these haters can't hold me back
Man I gun a cow, BULL-et
And I juss saw Khuli Chana
Ong tlwahela masepa, kentsa Panga
Man the Flow's colder than a Panda
I mean polar bear, man I juss don't I care
Man I got Mandela, man I got Mbeki
Man I got Malema, keya o jella maybe
You look at my feet, I'm wearing Jeremy Scott - Nomvete

(Hook)

EMM
Verse 2:

I'm like a river of needles, my flow is always on point
Making music for drug addicts I'm always workin' on dope joints
Gave de game a luxutive, nowadays we running shit
They say de street is talking, I heard them say they love my shit
I should call myself dynamite coz on the mic Im the bomb
Affiliated wit Bin Laden, I got explosive methapors
Durban July is over, nigga you should hold yo horses
All my shit is too hot, I burn toilets n pampers
Why am I so sick? Im allergic to whack rappers
Day dreamin' of oral sex, dawg this is mind blowing!

(Hook)

K9
Verse 3:

Okay, I'm back again like 2 spinal cords
I don't pop molly, nor Tom Ford
K9 Ima dog, spell that shit backwards
Yo girl fallin for me like soccer tackles
Okay now drop this shit!
Don't like the track, suck my big ****

Bridge:

Oh yeah
We drop the top on my back
EMM murder this track!


EMM
Verse 4:

I spit a verse with a knife in my hand, I'm gona kill it
You listen to my verse with a shuffle, you gona dig it
Im so down to earth, the sky is not the limit
Im looking at the bigger picture with a clear vision
Drop the top on my back
You probably need to step back
Cos yo shit is all wack
Im going for levels they can't reach
They telling me that it can't be
Im thinking how could they doubt me
They thinking how could they stop me
Im going for mine in top speed
You thinking of fuckin with my team?
Im making it clear you might bleed
They say I talk a lot of shit, so cover yo nose when I speak
Get yoself a plate, I have a lot of beef

K9
Verse 5:

I killed 2 verse, fuck-niggas ain't gay but they hit wit me purses
Flow is so sick, my damn mother got me a bus full of nurses
My father died, now I'm praying to God that he break all of the curses
Stop hating on me, if you hating on me then you masturbate homie
Fuck what you saying, you niggas is playing like pushin a trollie
You makin it rain? Step away nigga, I'm changing the weather
I'm getting Mandela, no Zuma, no Mbeki, no Julius Malema
God took away my father, my teacher and Andre Malema
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Ain't talking spanish but when I see you nigga.. “Ante le kanto”
I show no Messi, I'm keeping it real like my name Ronaldo
Ngi blind nje ngo Stieve, but don't surprised when I play a piano!