N/A Music - Watch Your Back [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1: Aly)
I’m authoritarian
Con an eight bar like a barbarian
Murder beats, coffin and bury’em
Then carry’em
Ideas where no man goes, I’m ‘bout to expose’em
Hear my flows, it all started when I discovered I parted ways
With all ideologies and society’s ways
No apologies, I’m supplying days’ worth of change at growing pace
I’m mentally advanced and philosophy is the case, I’m agitated
Having trouble finding a soulmate it
Scars my remains and
Digs so deep where there is
No emotions left, it’s a ferris wheel and you’re driving
I’m definitely ill but you definitely need a medication
Who isn’t having trouble searching? Seeking his god, nourishing his spiritual side
Maybe a side effect of all inferiority complexes
If life is a straight line, there’s a lot of convexness
But here’s what perplexes
Me: why am I slept on like a bolster?
The world is unjust, but I’ma bolster
My morales and principles
Hide my vices, till the habit gets kicked
It dices my heart into slices
At what price I spice this? It’s a crisis
I will suffice this
Situation at any cost it takes, I’m all prepared to bear the change, metamorphosis
And arthritis
No writer’s block, I block writers
With my light years ahead vocab. And rhyme schemes
I light beams, kill mics and
My conscience is guilty of ending careers, evoking tears, fucking rears
But what am I to do?
My peers are queers!
You ain’t hindering my progress, nor will you be able to compete
How can you defeat what they call a heartless MC?
For the record, sentimentality is a part of me but my way of living nowadays is dispensability
I don’t need but me and you’re mentally disabled
The labels will fight over me but my dream is independence
All I need is to upholstery my mind and a room
Get a pen, a pad, a freakin’ beat and BOOM!
There it goes, a record thrown; it damaged skulls and wrecked your bones
I leave it now to fuck the world while you recuperate
It’s a shock of culture, craft, and will lead to a coma
Me winning the game is my eternal mind state

Eternal mind state, my eternal mind state
Eternal mind state, my eternal mind state
Eternal mind state
My eternal mind state, Bil

(Verse 2: Nabil)
I’m a rhymaholic
Addicted to rhymes that I spit them so diabolic
Rhymes form clips maybe make a movie or let’em be episodic
No supersonic speed needed, my superpowers exceeded
My beginning is the same as sodium in the periodic table
N/A
Yet my end hasn't been classified yet cause I haven't reached my top yet
But check it, cause the next cut is bionic in a way that is so chaotic
Mayhem formatic
Evil membrane to embrace attain a paint on the face
Hope to rest in beats; making holy music
Haven’t reached psalms yet
Earth pentagon centered like a pentacle
Got rhyme receptacle evil deceptacle
Killum in ati
No martial skills or karate
Best up and coming rapper
This fact is way back pre-scripted
And my music is pre-scripted
Raised to heavens and lifted
Then to you people gifted, to earth shifted
From wack rappers taken away and encrypted, here’s the track so here it while it’s decrypted, inhibited
My music reached the level of utopianism
Lyrical master classism, rap mechanism, Am I being slept on?
"Or maybe they got used to listening to wack songs"
First class division cause the music that we envision can’t even make a decision no clear vision so many rappers causing collisions zero precision TIME OUT!
I’m makin’ my way in the game zigzager
No holding back I’m a mic grabber
Content so hot beat stabber
Super dapper, abra kadaber, let me pass
Rhyme so fast make you choke from mic friction smoke, take a breath and press gas
Hit a wall and laugh; that’s how stupid you rap
We’re reforming the structure of this game changing the rules cause you wack rapper we blame
For screwing the game spreading the disease of sell out and fame
Autotune, cash, bitches , fame! Take all that out your’re nothin’ but lame
People living in mansions, cash money expansions
Nervous?! Must be!
N/A just fucked up your career in a way that it must be
The Reincarnation of Rap