Noah Vinson - H.I.H (Humans In Hollywood) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Noah Vinson]
Niggas my sons, I'll put a Nigga in a foster home
You ain't no threat I'm Jango Fett, this episode two I abort the clone
Sorry for the people that brought the clone
Jean Paul Gaultier cologne
Wait.. smell it in the air I'm strong
I'mma act fool till the camera Off
What you talkin bout'?
Fuck outta' here what you bloggin' bout?
Best in the bronx, Next in the bronx
Everybody needs to pull a compas out
Where the fuck is the competition?
I'm hurt, Your work, Your ethic ain't on point
Oh My God , Mothafuckas looking like desert
Why Niggas want to hate on me?
I'm leader..general L.O.P
You Undecided and can't deny it
You pause, In general T.B.D
I'm the new shit bitch , PSP Vita looking for a P.Y.T
Lisa you gon' have to hit the bahamas up in a Airplane B.O.B
Niggas actin' Hollywood
Kill your shit I probally Could
Feel your shit I probally Don't
Fix your shit you probally should
First off your manager, your publicist, your man and her
Could suck dick, thats four lips on 1 stick thats Amateur
No beef shit, you really can't handle us
L.O.P gon' kill the comp
RIP put a candle up
Cept' for the niggas that ran with us
Claws, Denzil, Flojo, Score, Frank Ramz with us
You already know that the Bronx whats up
Everybody else thats hating on , this that shit you been waiting for
Damn right it's shots fired, y'all Mothafuckers better hit the floor
Fuck around bring the whole click to war
You ain't even ever have to click to pause
All that dick sucking your lips are soar

[Verse 2: Frank Ramz]
Move out my way , or you get found out by the Bay
I know some Haitians that kill for 'nathan
Thats why we stay friends so sak pase map bule
I do stay up in the bronx where my crew lay
Your crew sweet like my kool-aid
Or the chess team back in my highschool days
Why you play so damn much when there's so damn much opportunity
Running through this world for you and me
To co-exist in a unity
Instead you insist on coonery
And really didn't bring no room to be
Bullshittin' out here in these streets
So if you ain't dead its soon to be
I could talk about swag but
(Fuck that shit nigga I got bars)
And I could talk about cash but
(Fuck that shit nigga my life hard)
I got scars, I got stripes all of my life
Putting work on the mic and I work for the right
Reasons fight for the rights I believe in with all of my might
Fuck all of the lights, I don't need that shit
I could still get it crackin' like chapped lips
Matta' fact get it jumpin' like back-flips
On a soft matress something like magic
Finna' cause havok to anyone rappin'
Niggas all talk, I don't hear action
Niggas be ratting, I get cheese and leave them all stuck
Thats what I call trappin'
Fuck is you askin'?
Is my passion matching My drive do you see me crashing?
Mashing the gas In a fashion that got me overlapping everyone in my bracket
I pay my dues, and my taxes you niggas foolish you lacking
What I'm packing, The full package and K.A.M.O is my caption
And we clappin on the backboards anytime that we score or we go for
The three or the dunk, you act foul
And you gunna' be eating my sneakers for lunch
So beefs what you want?
Cause when it comes to the beats I will knock out your teeth
With a punch and if you try to run with your feet
I'll unleash my beast for the hunt

[Verse 3: Rich P]
Is it just me or there's haters everywhere I go?
They assume that everybody black rob, so everywhere like whoa
But I am America's Nightmare
I'm Young, Black, and don't fight fare
Yo' Bitch can't leave this woody alone
Cause' a nigga got a buzz lightyear
Dubai that's our pass
First baby that's our class
Indoor beach that's our swag
Sand on the inside like an hour glass
I live for today , sicker than Jay
Class by myself ain't no splitting the pay
Sitting it safe, I'm spitting to stay
A motherfucking genie couldn't wish me away
Which means a nigga permanent
Tell them niggas get it straight like you perming It
My flow butta' I'm Churning it
Stronger than tequila with a fucking worm in it
These rap niggas suck they giving hickeys
Niggas like "rich you sitting pretty"
And thats cause' all my niggas with me
Got my unit on the web like This Is 50 (LOOK)
A little tatted need some arm ink (LOOK)
And the bars full of punches like prom drinks (LOOK)
If you sleepin' on me wait till' that alarm blink (LOOK)
Put deodorant on the chopper my arms stink
Oh you thought you was fly, my nigga I got news
I'm sinning swimming in women, my nigga I got pools
Graduated from the streets, oh no thats not school (LOOK)
But I'm shining on tracks, my nigga I drop jewels
That number one spot... he don't want that shit
You should watch the throne, cause I'm sitting on that shit
Get dressed and I take flight daily fix then I break night
If a nigga really want to hate right, choppers everywhere like we make bikes
That one chance is finally here
Cause life used to be a blur but now its finally clear
Cause DJs be knowing my records is hard
Bringing it back like they renting a car
Giving you niggas a lesson with bars
I'm saving the game like a memory card