Native Souls - Redding [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Junoflo]
Goddamn, I'm hitting harder than Barry
Bonds, and I'll be long gone, I'm getting married
I mean I'm getting Mary, but on the other line is Jane
Now the wreath on my chest, rocking the Fred Perry
We mixing the Cris with the Dom Perignon
Haters in ya midst, just blow 'em off and carry on
Rolling one deep but my heart pride is steady strong
Don't run your mouth boy (Why?)
Cus word is bond
Catching all these kisses, but I ain't got a mistress
Uno on my hit list, you don't wanna risk it
I'm restless, your best bet for breathless
And dextrous abilities, leaving the cats headless

[Apaullo]
Simply defined by the outlines in the sky
Loaded lyrical symmetry impossible to paralyze
Martyr for bars, the beats reside in hearts, a knight of nights
Microphone swinging in the dark is it hard to tell
Comparisons lack the sins to avenge the realness
Out stepping mentally straight from main events
And since arrival the rivals out to shut my vitals
For exposure of truth, their constant state described, denial
I symbolize the rivers of the Nile and I flow
Fertilize abundantly, inspire kids to grow in hope
Truth the kids they're growing dope and you know it and it shows
Creative ability display to spit upon a microphone

[Junoflo]
Damn Apaullo and Juno, where the hell you've been
Asians can't rap? Son I'll fry you like a dumpling
I'm a spiritual lyrical bomb dropper
When I'm spittin' my writtens it's harder than a mother (hey!) gobstopper

[Apaullo]
Notice two cats on stage strapped with lyrical bombs
Blowing it up you in the middle of Baghdad
The fact that we under Snapple caps it's apparent
Our range is dangerous so stop staring and start comparing

[Junoflo]
And I know it cus I'm murdering wack cats
And burying their ego and I'm mailing they sacks back
I stay uptown, this crown finna stay on my head
Don't come around if you a clown, cus I'll never break bread with you

[Apaullo]
Half of these aspirations are weak inspirations
While we're shaking nations passing rhyme charity rations
Making us impatient by any means typically taking
The thrones from veterans bobbing their
Heads and their hands shaking

[Junoflo]
So compare it it's rare, we leaving you oblivious
And I'm serious, when you hearing us
You better double check your interior
Cus it's fearing 'em making 'em queasy
No beginner, I'm never that easy
I'm slicker than butter, the words that I utter
And making it look so steezy

[Apaullo]
I've been slicker than slick hitting the clips
Completing the movement in half the tics
Drillin' and killin' we up in your mind
No fear for the tempo we maximize
Moving the ceilings that's twice our size
Speeding away as fast as light
Keeping the beat I'm just as nice
Burning so deep can't cool with ice

[Junoflo]
I'm shaking and baking like Ricky Bobby
I'm in the penthouse, you in the lobby
Don't mean to be snobby, but I know that you feelin' it when I be killin' this hobby
Killin' this hobby? Call it a passion
Music and poetry's what I be mashin'
Bringing the bullets, you hearing the realest
You better believe I'm bringing the rapture