Mikey Tyner - Attack Of The Clones [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Well uh, I wouldn't want to do too much bragging about it, but..

But I'm losin' a battle against myself and my tolerance
To corny shit they hollering, truth be told yo im bothered with
Wack rappers
On the low back stabbin' back packers
Ski maskin' niggas styles off the tracks of my last chapters
How ironic
Yeah I thought that you'd be glad this
Rather dapper artist put a halt to all the madness
Cus all ya awkward asses was lost spittin' it average
Now you want to say I changed.. nah dawg you gettin' it backwards
I'm still flowin' like molasses, throwing it to the masses
Got dreams of being one of them poster autographers
But I ain't try in this one, homie this is practice
Yada yada next bar, roll another cactus
Pour the glass of Cavit, catch midnight trains like im Gladys Knight
When I grab the mic, I turned that shit into a classic night
These cats ain't even half as nice, never had to sacrifice
So you blendin' in, you like that maggot in that bag of rice haa
Get at you bastards in my afterlife
Strictly for the braggin' rights cus friends be givin' bad advice
Im all ears and focused to ulterior motives
All this year all I noticed is all you niggas is bogus
I be stuffin' puffin big L's
Fuckin' with them fish scales
Thinkin' to myself like
Hmm somthin' don't sit well..