R.A. The Rugged Man - 4 Days in Cali [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Everybody says that my mind's twisted
Plus when I'm homeless my phone number's unlisted
I ate your bitch pussy till my tongue blistered
John L. Sullivan, street fighting, bare fisted
My four days in California, we gotta warn ya
Smack cats that don't like rap like Time Warners
Straight up sinners, break Ten Commandments
Fornicators, God probably hate us
R.A. the Rugged Man out in Cali, that's the latest
Why the fuck bitches don't date us? Who give a fuck, we pay for it
You want mercy? Ask Marvin Gaye for it
My head turns grey for it, I make my own way for it
Now why they want me dead? I'm to get bloodshed
You remember? Get it to ya head
Caucasian like all serial killers, Dirty Crusty
That's the click, certified bloodspillers, motherfuckers
We backstabbers like OJs, man, go get this money back like my old days
Hopefully, they got dope for me out in Cali
Let's see any MC flow for me
Artifficial, smack you up with the pistol
Let me see what this do, ain't nobody miss you
Sing it

[Hook x2]
Think again, dead man never blink again
(Think again, dead man never blink again)
Your heart stop, never beat again
Think about that till we meet again, 'gain

[Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man]
I be the rugged fly guy, the do or die guy
I be like Guy saying "Bye Bye", keep on to my eye
They wanna stop me, blast my chest
You might have seen me on the Channel 5 loose, wearing my bulletproof vest
Plus my pockets forever carry lead
RA the Rugged Man aka Larry Flynt, aka Larry Holmes
Peep the reach, it must be 81 inches
White like picket fences, some find us offensive
Your rap style's not impressive, knock you out senseless
Death Wish, Vigilante, Bronson, Paul Kersey
Re-endorse me, who cursed me?
J.D. Walker, fat bitch stalker, awkward
Out in Cali, or peep this New Yorker
Torture chamber, we pull out the flamer
Gon' be slayer for real, fuck being a player

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: R.A. The Rugged Man]
Now what the deal baby? Keep it real baby
Now we pack steel baby, am I crazy? Maybe
I be R-U-G, G-E-D
Hated like L-A, P-D
Who we? Rugged Man plus Overdose producer
Play us too close, we shoot ya, that's right
Now who wanna die like Princess?
Why you fuck with my family, like incest?
1998, annual sinfest
Lyrically there's not too many been blessed
I'm a sinner, but everybody's sinning, ain't no pretending
I'm cursed, but we've been cursed since the beginning

[Hook x2]