NewRon - Shorty Lank ( Hilary Swank Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Still in the shadows, hoping for the past though
All Im getting is these assholes
And a flask full
Staring at the ceiling feelin ready to blast fools
Or turn it back on my self, and paint the walls picasso, picasso
Patato patato
Slice a verse like tamato and samurai on the bottle
That means I cut in half, same to the blunt, fill it with bud, mix it with hash
Get it like tax and flip it quick like a bag
If you missin the point, Im fixing to point
The finger at you, you missing a joint, Im missing a screw
And a couple are loose, and i fucked with the juice now I'm darko on the tune
Franky tellin me to the yank the top stop, mainly
Cause Im ansy all the time and I been going crazy
None of these fucked photons gonna phase me
Yall don't give a fuck, I could go on, lately
Im debating, taking, Hiatus speak to hades
Triple six talk is ancient, Im abremelin still praying
Game playing with the dark and the light
Sparking a light, sayin
My third bout to burn guys and hang em
Hang up, dialtone, ya gang sucks and the ego is a mile long
I catch em in the fetal it's feeble the attempts they pile on
Repent, ripped your chicks nylon/ write up like Im krylon
Bought her fast food then I'm gone a python
Able to strike, a fatal bite, burning in your nasal like
Aideral, ate a mic, and a emcee
Take it all, from beginning to ending
Defending, what i been no trending
Fuck if Im trendy/ yall know I can blend these
Emcees up, scotty bout to send me up
In a merkabah, they wonder why they never hurting us
Burn a crux, earn a tux then turn it up
They learning bucks ain't nothing but stirring dust
I further bust, and murder you dumb fucks
Fuck your burners and dumb luck Im sticking to us cause
We ain't giving no fucks cuz
We just waiting for some buzz
Polenating on these honeybees and they love, loving me
Tell em that they lovely, but honesty is real so I tell em when i gotta leave
Greenhouse effect, I been out so check, what Im bout to let loose
On a goose don't lose ya neck I respect greats
But aye, give me my check, or flip me a deck
Or spin my damn records for' Im chessing on you checkers