Missy Sera - Don't Fuck With Us [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Luchi]
Yo, C-O-B in this motherfucker. Horseshoe Gang. Man these rappers be lying and shit. Saying they bout that. Yo

[Luchi]
You rappers wanna lie, go lie in your bed
I’m so tired, I’m fed up, I’m finna to go upside your head
Look, judging by your raps I don’t think your ghostwriters your friend
Ima tell you this, Ima terrorist
You thought Osama was dead
This crip or blood, we can throw up both signs from both sides
Wait!
Both signs from both sides
That’s co-sign, oh yeah
Wait a minute
Come take me on, come take me on
Y’all rappers is scared to take me on
I don’t really give a damn your paper long
My crew on a level y’all can’t get on
We heading to that finish line
We gonna Bogart our way through
Trying to hang with us is like breaking up
So hard to do

[Missy Sera]
Your ghostwriters my best friend he don’t give a damn about you
I write my own lyrics and one day Ima probably write for you

[Luchi]
You lying cowards with scarecrow we so far from you
I’m rolling with about ten men with more heart than you
Come take me on, come take me on
Y’all rappers is scared to take me on
If you about that life what'cha waiting on
I’m a lyrical pistol, my range is long

[Missy Sera]
I’m sick of all these whack rappers saying you better LMS
In all your raps you’re full of crap Ima call you on your BS

[Luchi]
I don’t think you really wanna fight with us we don’t fight fair
You pay the price trying to fight with us
That’s fight fare

[Missy Sera]
My crew is full of sharp shooters and we never miss
Hanging with MissileToe my Christmas gifts a death kiss

[Luchi]
Come take me on, come take me on
Y’all don’t really want to step into the danger zone
Put MC’s in the grave where they belong

[Missy Sera]
These women rappers ain’t queen B’s, they more like fruit flies
Buzzing around with no stinger and sound about to meet their demise
I’m so sick of these female rappers famous for being sluts
They ain’t got no true talent so they’re pics with G-strings up their butts
These women rappers like plumbers
Always got their asses out
Their bars ain’t hard so when I crack a joke it’s their ass I’m talking about

[Luchi]
Yeah, I feel those sentiments
These rappers appeal is limited
I not talking about no movie
But when it comes to us appeal is limitless

[Missy Sera]
You don’t wanna fuck with me, you don’t wanna fuck with me
Ima mix between the Shoes and Shady
Fucking with me you best believe
You gonna end up another dead MC

[Interlude: Missy Sera]
Man, what’s up Luchi. I’m like you man, I’m sick of all these lying rappers, and the shits whack. It’s getting real old. What’s up Kani, miss you. What’s up gizmo. What’s up Iceman. Horseshoe Gang. All right Luchi, let’s show them what the COB’s about. Let’s and ride out on these fucking whack ass bitches. Ha-ha!

[Luchi]
Like Johnny this man’s ill
You shouldn’t doubt this man’s ill
Get up in the booth, make a killer song kinda like my man Seal

[Missy Sera]
It’s Missy and the Shoes, we stomping out the competition

[Luchi]
Yeah, that’s true

[Missy Sera]
Signing to Shady Interscope, a dead on premonition

[Luchi]
Yeah that too

[Missy Sera]
You may be an anaconda, know that Ima jaguar
I’m racing head on at you full speed at you, I ain’t talking about no car
You don’t wanna fuck with me, you don’t wanna fuck with me
Ima lyrical genius, a true MC
Fucking with me you best believe, Ima knock these knock offs right off their feet
These rappers now a days, ain’t nothing but lazy boys
Leaning back reclining, weights declining like they stopped their 'roids
We’re forcing our way in
There ain’t no stopping us
If these boys keep fucking with me, they get thrown up under the bus
There ain’t no stopping us
You can say that it’s Gods will
There’s blood in the water
Ima great white and I’m coming in for the kill
You don’t wanna fuck with me, you don’t wanna fuck with me
I got the same skills as the rap G-O-D
Fucking with me, you finally see
God and Satan are the deadliest team
The Shoes are waiting to get dissed, frankly so am I
I’m about to cause an uproar, and the truth is I really tried
These rappers wanna hang, but they can’t glide with us
Cuz every bar we touch is gold we got that Midas touch
Cultures finally shifting, y’all ain’t got no clutch
Always on automatic, I’ll cut your breaks and leave you fucked
Y’all can’t muster the energy to catch up to me
And I relish in being everything that y’all’ll never be
You don’t wanna fuck with us, you don’t wanna fuck with us
Lyrically lethal, leave y’all in dust
Fucking with us you best believe
Missy and the Shoes we the deadliest team!