Ken Rebel - RESURRECT [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Wassup baby, its the mother fucking rebel
I'm here with my nigga Vic'k
I got Jedi editing, this track right now you know what I mean
You know how we rebels move, we move in silence baby
Too, not too much talking, just action
You know what I'm saying
My momma told me to tell y'all this shit though

[Verse 1: Ken Rebel]
Man, I said fuck all of my haters
Labels reaching my danger
And Big Vic'k carry that banger
And if he spray you’re in my prayers
Young nigga got a real bad attitude
With gratitude, I'm blasting you
Cause casualties, so casual, in the hood no snitching, no asking who
Got labels calling my jack, and I'm only 18
So by the time I'm 23 I'll have a presidential Rolex in the crib of my jewels
Middle finger to the school, and society
Which nigga gotta live ????, rich nigga gotta sell his own property
One eye, nigga watching me
Huhhhh

[Hook: Ken Rebel]
Niggas don't know, we might move with that 4 (baby don't)
Got a few haters, click clack, click clack, bang bang
Might end on your door (baby don't)
Huh, niggas don't know, we might move with that Wesson (baby don't)
My presence is a blessing, and my rebels ?? like felons

[Verse 2: Big Vic'k]
Got these bitches up on my dick
Niggas hating on me and shit
Boy, that whootie juice got my lit
Black four five, I keep on my hip
Nigga don't trip or get lit like a bic
For running your mouth, we running yo shit
We duck tape your mom, we smacking your kids
The regular shit, the life that I live
(Hannnnn)
So what it is, pop up where you live
A hundred goon niggas, we bugging and shit
The man day respect, while we running yo shit
These niggas is lips only cause of they bitch
I'm killing these dogs, but I'm no Michael Vick
She running her mouth, we killing yo bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ken Rebel & Big Vic'k]
Bitch I'm disrespectful, Vic'k show a nigga what the tech do
Young nigga got no ???? doo, shit on the game like restroom
Gold watch, gold chain, gold Glock, blow brain
Resurrecting with ammo, bape camo like rambo
Niggas better watch they back
Move cocaine and crack
Goonies might spray that gat, let a nigga act up, leave that nigga all black
Hannnk
Put the grip to your head, then I make yo bitch put her lips to my head
You ain't getting no head, spitting homicide so you niggas is dead

[Outro]
Baby don't (x3)
Baby don't ????, you know