Mani - THE DOORMATS [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Mani]
UH HUH AND THE FIRST SHALL BE LAST AND THE LAST SHALL BE FIRST...
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[Hook: Mani]
Those who play the doormat...let's change the format...
You see where my pawns at???? I'm ready for combat...
They said I fell off the earth, you ready for contact???
Guess you found E.T. with exotic and henny black... (2x)
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[Verse 1: Mani]
My powers ain't dormant, I don't spit I vomit...
My flow top shelf, your flow on McCormick...
SEMG spit that colognic...
Where world domination sounds good... Vonage...
This ain't facebook... I leave no comment...
You don't know me Bacdafucup like Onyx...
My Skeptics can hate, but its time to pay homage...
That was young boy Manifest, yup shouda known it...
A school of pirahnas, this me unharnessed...
Those radio singles, but I'm a stealth bomber...
I dumbed down my conduct, caught em' with they arms up...
I always play position, until you see the monster...
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[Hook Repeats]
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[Verse 2: Mani]
I'm Gohan when my temper start to rise...
Adult swim addict please don't interrupt my high...
Do what I wanna, give a fuck about a genre...
We the necessary evil influencing minors...
I'm abstract, adapt to any habitat...
Modern action figure to you cabbage patch...
In fact, hold the keys so tell me what you laughing at???
I see your true colors, Boy we ain't acting rap...
This the gameplan, the Enemies close, there's always a move, be it friend or foe...
This is education, if you didn't know...I see it ALL almost time to go toe to toe...
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[Hook Repeats]
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[Verse 3: Mani]
I come from nothing, you big wolves huffin'
My big wolves puffin', no pigs in the session...
You come to my house, and blow air no discussion...
No storybook ending shows over like the Jetsons...
Fuck a image, I get off playing with perception...
Because we all in the Matrix Costic like Kevin...
I'm present, and not here at the same time...
This a window to my mind, read between the lines...Like
All I did was grind, trapped in the life...
Think my psychologist trapped in the mic...
Army of bottom feeders thats trapped in a fight...
We're no longer your doormat, you trapped in our sights...
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[Hook Repeats]