Mark Posadas - KiLLa From MaNiLa [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Hook)

Im the killa from manila ain't nobody realer
X3

Ain't nobody realer
I’m finna' make it bigger

(Verse)
Killin everything on sight
I murder everything
I be murdering you're girl all night
The world is mine for the taking alright
Ready for the lights but don't make em' too bright
Don't stay grounded bruh cuz we needa take flight
Fucks with a lesbo but can't fucks with a dike
I tell her lets go cuz I do it on the mic
Tell em' I ball homie, do it like mike

I be goin so hard in this bitch
Droppin bars on this click
Fly to mars with my shit
Drink so hard take a sip
Don't think you understand my language
So far from you I have the advantage
My words hits so hard you might need it bandaged
Make you suffer slight brain damage
Don't fall in love I ain't neva heard of marriage
No record deal I think I might land it

(Hook)

Im the killa from manila ain't nobody realer
X3

Ain't nobody realer
I’m finna' make it bigger


(Verse)
Rumors float around thats just a bunch a' gossip
Talkin bout me? Thats a whole bunch a' non-sense
More like gaaahhhrrbage
Kobe gettin old, yea thats just a bunch a' milage
Im pretty damn smart call me mister fuckin knowledge
And no I ain't rich, but I'm pretty good at being stylish
I said muthafuckin stylish cuz I dress soo fine, I be killin
And no I don't understand anythin but winning'

I make superman look like a bitch cuz Im a muthafuckin villain
Won't slow down unless I make fitty fuckin million
Or unless my mother be relaxin' in a godamn expensive ass pavilion
Too much work on my mind to be thinking bout some children
Won't be coin that shit till I own a fuckin building
Catch me turnt as fuck I be walkin stupid and my drank be spillin
Pull up……. Roof gone missin


(Hook)

Im da killa from manila ain't nobody realer
X3

Ain't nobody realer
I’m finna' make it bigger

(Bridge)

Yea Yea im finna make it bigga
Yea yea Ive been a fuckin winna
X2

(Verse)
Kill the damn booth mic check one two
Im coming out the blue
Bout to warn the grammy's cuz I'm comin for you
Theres no need for comparison I got the betta crew
No fake homies round herrr everyone is truu
We bout to make it bang they ain't even got a clue
Aim for the top cuz we never about to lose
Aim for the guap go and leave your self amused
Workin' hard is all we fuckin' do