Marc Spector - Burial (Freeverse) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Still repping like things ain't never changed
I'm a better man, with a better plan in my brain
Late nights like Letterman, with Berettas and
All types of weapons; hand grenades with the gauge

An unsettled man; don't be stepping in my place
Or the TEC will jam; I mean I'll jam a TEC in your face
You got three seconds damn, to be getting away
Don't disrespect the power

I'm the man of the hour, so what up now
Bow to the king like what up now
Y'all can all kiss the ring like what up now
While I'm producing Mad Ammo, call me Buckwild