Lil Wayne - I Can't Feel My Face [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Hardbody, motherfucker, got the heart of a killer
Young God in the building, 'bout to start a religion
Bout to call Bin Laden up and order some missiles
Bring em straight to your block and go to war with you bitches
If you hit the head, then the rest fall in position
Shoot a nigga on his porch and make him fall in his kitchen
Copped a big boy Porsche with all the specifics
And I keep that torch, baby call me Olympics
Red, white, blue pill; flip my skills like gymnasts
And never give a bitch money, blood, or kidneys
When the gun goes pow, I be at the finish
With my medal round my neck, autograph on my tennis
The land of the murder, dope, crack and syringes
Pull up on you in the Coupe, how fat is your engine
Never talk to those that sat on the benches
Boy, I was in the game on fourth and inches
These niggas want the business
I'mma give these boys the business
See, you fucking wit the boy that tote toys before Christmas
Got all these hoes tripping
Got all these hoes strippin'
No, we ain't P$C, but them bitches know we Tippin
I just bought a pint and ain't none of y'all sipping
Make my friends buy they own
Fuck, I'm tired of being friendly
You ain't gotta lie, just to try to be wit me
Bitches up in heaven, waiting after they die to be with me
I'm crazy for being Wayne, or is Wayne just crazy
I been around, I'm still around, like them Geico cavemen
Hairpin trigger; no, I won't shave it
I spot hip hop in the ocean, I'm gonna save it
The South is so dirty bitch, you can't bathe it
Hollygrove dog, and I feel like mating
Babygirl, your pussy looking so vacant
And it's fuck you and fuck Georgia Bush, not Macon
Fuck Waist Deep, I'm in over my head
But it's cool, I'mma make it, I'm Good like Meagan
Your girl wants me to come Ronald like Reagan
Your boyfriend is softer than the carton the eggs in
I don't fear nothing but God and weddings
At the top of my paper, like I'm starting a heading
My homie Santana, yeah, that's my ace
But you may know us as I Can't Feel My Face

[Interlude]
Yeah, Weezy, bitch
Don't give a fuck about you at all
I'm paid, been that way for a long time
Looks like I'mma die like that
Cause if I ain't, I'mma just die

[Bridge]
See they don't know where I came from
But they know where I'm goin
And I'mma tell you just how the top feels when I'm on
In the game, I'm no cheetah
I'm a tiger, I'm a cougar
I'm a panther, I'm a Bengal, Ocho Cinco
I'm illie, shirt softer than Gillie
In a pair of Gucci flops
Feeling freer than Willie
When them niggas Left Eye, it got a little bit Chili
But I just let it burn, like the end of the Philly
Weezy