Mo Mo - WAISAL'S Got Talent (LCS Diss at the end) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Look me up on rap genius
You know I ain't a cheater
Cos I've spitting that fire from Pre K
To a senior

I'm not a rap God
I'm a rhyme freak
I don't play COD
But lost count of my kill streak

Digital bars
I typed it up
Shoutout to Squad
We pipe it up
You feel them flames
You turning up

I heard a lot of people hate
Cos I read off of my computer
But welcome to the rap court
I’m the prosecutor

I got that deductive reasoning
What Im cooking need no seasoning
All I need is three points in a hurry
Oh wait up, gotta call Mr.Curry

My bars so tight
They be breaking bones
I be getting so rich
Giving out free loans

I don’t need no press
Cos my rhymes are valid
Got the key to success
Call me DJ Khaled

Chemical bars
But I ain’t breaking bad
Reach for the stars
Call it space dab

I'm going back to back
I split the track
I stack the rack
And I’m out like Barrack

You LCS boys
You lack intelligence
How you gon win
When you getting beat
By a 10 point difference

5-0 baby