Navagnaes & ZENSEI - The Delivery [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: ZENSEI]

Hey, here's a thought
How about you open your eyes
Turn off the goddamn television
Stop talking about Real Housewives of Beverly Hills
And get a goddamn clue
Don't just take what everyone has told you as if it's a fact
Challenge the dominant ideology
Through discussion and through art

[Verse 1: navagnaes]

Navagnaes, a raging moderate, opposed to both extremes
He broke the scene, with a flow promoting sober teens
While writing poems like a snow-blowing coca fiend
Allen Poe, overdosing on his own dopamine
Elvis Presley, he's definitely selfish
But wealthless, he would be incredibly helpless
So everybody try to buy the records he sells us
Yell anything he wants and do whatever he tells us
Life is a beautiful lifetime musical
Full of love, blues, drugs, booze, pharmaceuticals
I am just a human moving through the night as usual
Which is soon to go directly to and fro my funeral
Raps are disastrous, scattered over pads with
Swears replaced with exclamation points, pounds, and asterisks
But do not confuse this music with actions
I'm just filling in the gaps like Mad Libs
As rappers move packed bricks through the atlas
Undergrads flip like they practice gymnastics
These acrobats are doing nothing but back flips
Empty as a drawer full of nothing but ChapSticks
Fact is these actors are faker than plastics
Actress, I've had about enough of the theatrics
Act as if you could pull this off, hat tricks
Have an answer back for everything, Cash Cab trips
Yes, I did go to jail, but not prison
And then got kicked off my campus for not snitchin'
And just in case you bitches do not listen
I'm not complaining, I'm just explaining, I'm not bitching
Yeah, this is just fact it is not fiction
So if you can't see that, then go to an optician
Yeah, there's more fish in the sea but I stopped fishin'
Shit is like tryin' to cook in a hot kitchen
My heart is room temperature, cause I'm in a cold room
No I'm not trippin', it must have been an old 'shroom
I have to go though? Oh no, so soon
Cause I'm brighter than the sun, I have my own moon
You only know how to dance to a slow tune, baby
My flow will make you fall down and go boom!
Voices who baked yay, paying off their Royces
I was in the kitchen too, making frozen oysters
Me, I've never seen a crack rock, but I've greeted packs
Of freaks I keep all weekend as I feed 'em aphrodisiacs
So do what you need to do and cook it up like Easy Mac
Have that kind of background and rap your little cheesy raps
Why does every record have to sound like a Jeezy track?
Why can't an exec just get a sound bite of me at last?
(ZENSEI: navagnaes, calm the fuck down, you need to please relax)
No, I'll dim these motherfuckers' lights down like rheostats

[Verse 2: ZENSEI]

Now check my stats
I'm doing things you never could with rap
Try and spar with me I'll have you feeling strongly handicapped
Reeling from the realization you've been wrongly fed some facts
Racks on racks on racks on racks
Man, there's something wrong with that
Kids obsessed with Instagram and other vapid vanity
Insanity on TV and who's covering the magazines
Read a book I dare you
Check in at the library
If you hate your job it's like you're taking silent bribery
Keep your head down
Keep your mouth closed
Now bend over a barrel so the status quo can be imposed
And we're supposed
To sit and watch without a word
It's absurd
They're ripping up the constitution
Feeding pieces to the birds
Debilitating the defenseless
The wars we wage are endless
Another billion dollars by the time i end this sentence
The people are in need
Shrouded by a cloud of greed
But keep on scrolling through your Facebook feed until your eyes bleed


[Outro: navagnaes]

It's all about the delivery
Shout out to people that know how to flow, that know how to rap
It doesn't matter what you did in your life
Okay we get it, we get it
You sold coke, you got into the rap game
Now, you know, you're making money legitimately
Instead of illegitimately
Can you rap? Do you know how to rap?
Juicy J?