NATAS - In The Name Of RLP [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)
Here the fuck we go again
No matter what your thinking let this shit sink in
A nigger with nothing to do Relaxing, Maxing Ascent
Who you looking at fool?
I just couldn’t hold my tongue
Here it comes cool wisdom sung to the drum
Last year I got it in gear now natas is here no fear my dear
The train is coming so you better hop on
Take a ride but don’t ride my dick to long
Cause Lousy the groupie always gets dissed
When you drink this in a second or less
Yo, Ain’t no thing cause everybody guns
As the world everybody learns that
Real life ain’t no jokes y’all
You know were coming when you smell the smoke y’all
God damn a wicket man’s jam slams
Heavy on your brain coming down like rain
The fatal flow must flow once more
I had to let it go watch out bellow there it goes
As this shit is plane to see
I did it all in the name of RLP

(Hook)
This is my song for you to meditate on (X4)

(Verse 2)
Is it funky enough or do I need more funk
The wicked wicked bass bumps in yo trunk
Here it is that old reel life shit
Back to back I sing reel life hits
Never will I switch Ima keep the devilish mode
I bring the heat to burn them up but this shit is out cold
Your women in my early days
I sent niggers to early graves
Don’t come at me with your no girly ways
At a young age Mastamind was a mad man
Now I’m madder, Now I’m seeing niggers scatter
All over town punks try to put me down
But they wish they was down all over mo town
I hate to be a target of envy
The devils in me so I’m unfriendly
So many in the D don’t give me no R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Now, The M-I-N-D’s got a tank shit
I play for keeps just let me know cause niggers got beef
I’m here to get it in gear
But a new year the same shit folks fear to hear
I’m a set then all straight with a natas LP
All in the name of RLP

(Hook)
This is my song for you to meditate on (X4)

(Verse 3)
Pop this shit in, Equalize all bands
From the soul I preach to ya, The laws of the land
Natas is in the house to haunt it for you
The black devil eshams in the house 2
The man in the moon is the man in your nightmares
The devils in the house giving you a scare
But don’t worry about a thing don’t scream
Throw your hands in the air let the rapper man say
Let me show your styles you never thought could be
Non believers never thought it would be
Jealous ho’s really don’t know me
They only know of me from my poetry
But I’m a with’s them you don’t know shit
I need some more wicket shit to flow with me before I blow shit
Witch suckers want some and need some of this
God damn the wicket bass is thunderous
Other than your dick make this thunder go boom
They unholy didn’t do it there’s a ghost in the room
And a niggers styles busting like caps in ya head
This is reel life so I jump’s back’s on ya ass
Y’all ain’t heard shit now that you heard this
Witch pleasure it’s mastamind at your serves
There it is in your face now you see
I did it all in the name of RLP

(Hook)
This is my song for you to meditate on (X4)