Kalam - Robert Mugabe [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Kalam
I think I'm rob mugabe
Swavey
*female* this is swavey music

[Verse 1]
No Mannerz' Joseph Kony, You can call me Rob Mugabe
Killing all these beats with my kid armies
You niggas uncool, they're married to my fucking aunties
Bet their girls head bob while she's sucking my marley
They think I bought my views? no I dont want to hear it
Illuminati nigga, fam I'm in touch with these spirits
Instead of screaming out yolo why dont you fucking live it
I treat the beat like a whore, watch the way that I dick it
They're still waiting for sommin' swavey
Roast these fucking bastards, i'll serve them up with gravy
Ain't a new born yet they be calling me their baby
18 in a world where you'll get snaked for some papey
Meant paper, ask lizzie the way I make her
White bitch, she's a side dish, I'll save her for later
Open up my pad and close up your narni
I ain't big meech, I'm Rob Mugabe

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
A guy said 'Oi Blood, What you fucking packing?'
I answered some beats and some bloody passion
You'd think I'm hairless the way im laying bloody tracks in
I never back down from a battle, I'm a man of action
I told the rap game that I'm here to stay
That's word to my dawgs, who can fucking better me
Swavey music, please find me a better team
Im stacking ard money, can't you see them in my jeans
Game's full of drug pushers and fashionistas
They rap about bitches, when they're clearly the divas
(Uhh) Don't put me in no top 3
Because I'm in a league where nobodies above me
Only couple guys get my ratings, see that's a blessing
A couple 16s there for those who wan fi test me
I ain't even yardie, I'm a straight aff
(ain't a fan of political peak) but we both about that straight cash

[Hook]

*female* this is swavey music