Natural - Monsters [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

[Hook: Real P]
Take a look at my constellation
We shittin' no constipation ya heard?
We the topic of conversation
These cowards cowardly hating absurd!
Know the people probably waiting
They patient peace to the nation uh huh!
And it's all your fault...

[Verse 1: Dutch ReBelle]

Yo, Oh snap they trying to top me like a hubcap
But I'm bout' the music, why these rookies only love rap?
Where my black gloves at? Serial pride killer
Married to the music, they call me Bridezilla
My styles illa'
They bitter on my Twitter
They think they made of gold
Till' I crush em' into glitter
Totin' on them things that go bump in the night
So if you ain't about the life
Shouldn't jump in the fight
Cuz' lyrically I'm lightening
Voice like the thunder came
Appetite is frightening
Welcome to my hunger games
Got a hunger pain
Growls got em' trembling
Toss a couple waters then I multiply like Gremlins
Claws and the fangs out
Brought up by the bang outs
Love it when the moons out
I'mma bring the goons out
Jeepers creepers blow the speakers out ya car
Ms. ReBelle, puttin' on for where the wild things are

[Hook: Repeat]

[Verse 2: Real P and Brook]

[Real P]
You first love what you eventually hate
You wanna control, alt, delete, everything you create
Paid the bills, but I ain't talkin' bout dates
I'm talkin' as a man, so I know you relate

[Brook]
P you know I relate, been a man since A
Before I could piss straight, hated cuz' of my race
Look at me like a ape, throughout his-tor-y
Nigga King Kong ain't got SHIT on me

[Real P]
They say they sick of me
But they ain't listin' me
A breath of fresh air

[Brook]
Smell of victory
Look what you did to me
I hit that wave so gnarly
Hoes want me, getting brain like a zombie

[Real P]
Killin' competition is the outcome
Showing music is for life like going out with Malcolm
X put a axe through the compositions

[Brook]
Now my phone blowing up like I owe tuition

[Hook: Repeat]

[Verse 3: Natural]

1950's, Universal studi-flow
Horror flick swag, black and white movie yo
I'm your creation, such a young Frankenstein
I don't hate my doubters, I'm too busy thankin' mine
Game needs life, I'm tryna' revive
Everytime I hit the booth, all I hear is it's alive
Summer boy so you know my girls a hot one
Gorgeous violence, I got a model sittin' shotgun
Chicks hotter than half the four seasons
Shorty speakin' french but her eyes Norwegian
I bigfoot on the track
I got mad skills
Dudes scared of my lines, get it? Supernatural
One man wreckin' crew, verbal Godzilla
And when it comes to this shit? Only God's illa
Cold world, I bring my best
Cuz' this life a mother fucker like Delonte West
Ayyy

[Hook: Repeat]