Obsession - Obsession Takeover 2015 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: MC Dixie Kitching]
Listen up bitch this is my verse
I'm so ruthless you'll end up in a hearse
And if you survive you'll need a nurse
MC Dixie, nasty, the worst
Lyrically I'll make you rot in holes
I eat MCs like sausage rolls
Look at me bitch, I'm topping goals
And I got pot and soul
Yeah I can rap about life
You only live once so make your time nice
But me, yeah bitch, I live twice
Jump back on the mic, like Jesus Christ
My raps are dope, yall need a make over
Props to my crew, Obsession takeover

(Yo, I'm about rap now, it's the takeover)

[Verse 2: Will and The Mix]
Through my lyrics I go ghost mode and get in ya brain
Repping my town, postcode and repping my lane
I look around and no blokes are respecting my name
So I'll make sure these broke jokes are the next in my aim
I'm cursing your idol, taking shots worse than a rifle
I'm dropping verses more holy than a verse in the bible
Will and The Mix, back alley sneaker
Slim, black jacket, hood up like the grim reaper
In ya speakers, I'm not guessing we've got blessings
The plot's to drop lessons so stop messing with Obsession
We takeover and make doper
Shit than these fake jokers, I'll be shitting on Drake posters
(Yeah) I like boasting bragging in most of my rapping
I'm close to smacking these wack acts and showing my Gatling

(Get ready for Tobbe motherfucker!)

[Verse 3: Tobbe]
Solo master, reaching goals faster than you broke bastards
Soul catcher, breaching rules then I beat fools after
The squad letting us drop hot lyrics, we’re not messing
We’re confessing shit but quit it before the cops get in
We are obsession, and this is the take over
Run drake over in a range rover, dissing the fake stoners
Feel the wrath of the crew, cash money we’re laughing at you
We’re wacker than you? You must have been passing the glue
Have you seen it? We’ve got bars, the rest are anaemic
The team we’ve got means ours is what 2015 is
Not many pennies had by our MCs in the past
But we’ll bury the beat, grab this shit and seize it at last
When we’re spitting bars colder than liquid nitrogen
Then we’re splitting apart boulders with the shit we write, it’s so hard

[Verse 4: imperfectmythos]
Gotta remember frozen winters
As these embers erode than splinter
I extend my hand with fates gloves
My intents understand create blood
Broken toy assassin
Implosion paper grabbing
Bleeding onto metronome
Pleading songs through stencil tone
Voice of hatred gifts guilt trip
Choice created shit built ships
To sink into acidic water
Brink of death with it I border
Beloved illusion reaches statuesque
Drugged delusion increases interest
That aliens live in cranium
Wrapped skeletons through failing then
Obsessive repulsive persona
Impressive resulted honour
Negative jolted as follower
Creative exalted as borrower