Limbuzee - Stay Scheming (WAFF VERS.) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

INTRO
Heyo Sparker, Please Turn on d Mic and Record Me
I Salute Ma Soldiers world Wide
Ita Abad man Limbuzee! Naija

[Verse1]
I Always spit lines with punches!
Now have got a space teeth
Travel while am Indoors my thoughts on a space ship
Am too dope like 2 dopes now see smokes
For d streets we need sip code lyk Zip Code
Walk in to Lasgidi just lyk person when go Buy Agidi
Is that what ya' all hating?
Beefer bring d Cattle Ranch
I need haters piled up, Millions!
They'v got nothing to offer so brother leave them
But if they flount d Orders then brother you bleed them
Don't Hesitate their Blood seem to b worthless
I see the thing as cortex, envy the Lines yeah!
Cos of Ma proper Context, get it, not contest, context!
But if you want the contest then come test
All the times I see Lies in their Eyes like nonsense
Nonsense in all your Lines no 1 mk sense
Wrong Usage of Grammar
Now you done de turn Gest next time u pay to
T'Listen, while pistil pounds Heads in to pieces
And Mota kereses with some good bye smootches
So therefor
I put ma Muscle in me Hustling
If your against me am gono turn your face into Puzzling!
Ooofn Ugba! stay scheming else the
Next I visit it B ur way keeping!
Tears in Ma eyes, but gon' ride till its summer
Then get it dried
No Nigga ride for a Nigga we call it survivor
You can say Ebabo
(Yankee na Butty waff City per head Oh)*2

[we don't ride for a Nigga'
Cause every nigga is a rider here in waff City]*2
Way Keeping', that's where ma haters gon' be'
(many go die like Zombie)
We don't ride for a Nigga

[Verse2]
Have you ever Lived in a City
Where Chaos do the leading? where you
Tryno settle problems with Money that Your making!
Every Man is a rider here ain Joking
Pay Loaders on Ma Hands I use d shit for Boxing
Your Face is the Site while I do the Workson
And when am done with you
All of Us including you go join sorry for you
So even if na you be OlU
Guy maintain your Lane
Else things go nawti nawti
Am about 20's but I know somethings
That happened far back 20's e.g
All Mallam to him kettle!
That was what let to the division in the Ghetto
So How you gon Ride for me Nigga?
Sometimes pocket dry dry gin
Before you know your Head go Burn join Benson
With all these (whose gon ride 4 you Nigga)*2

[Verse3]
"Oofn oofn" k
Critics calling uhn!
Limbuzee see Paile now got no Jobs Oh
They'v took their bikes
Yet you say Nigas gon' ride Oh (shut Up)
Dull Boy I ain talking about Bike Riding
Am talking of Hustle and Bustle
Why then you make Me Baffle
In Ma city all the nigas are Ghost Riders
Black lips No Eyebrows
You doubt me check d@ Bros
I Hail oh, I Loyal, I hail oh, I Loyal!