Ratcheft - Håm [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: LeGit]
Im Smashing instrumentals it murder w/ the hammers ive chosen
Got enough raps to go around like this planet in orbit
I will slaughter the whole while their only damaging portions
Barely withstanding..
My forces greater than VY Canis Majoris!
Never stand in the open when I put hand on the holster
F*** around and have your flesh baked like a ham in the roaster
We are hammering the scandalous w/ no remorse!
Id like to celebrate this right before I torch the corpse *tosses lit match*
That weird goon who drops‘acid on the base
A reaction that’s equivalent to havoc taking place
Like were massacring haters, couldn’t have it w/ the fakes
Cuz they tell me that im just a another savage w/ the mace
With no intelligence the devil is inferior to LeGit
Harder than an anchor that is sittin on the cement
I lead dark legions, that’s 300 deep in
We sleep many adversaries without dreaming
Im spittin like your b*** , she doesn’t swallow the sperm..
And what we do in your bedroom is not your concern
I drop bombs on the track to destroy the beat
Im that mutant who records so behold the beast is…
Out of the cage that’s about to engage in..
187 and assaults w/ a blades pen
You stupid motherfuckers don’t get it like layman's
When explaining how I lyrically slay them…
Yea
[Verse 2: Swayze]
Follow me into the dark and you will find
An asshole, an asinine
Slash ya wrist with knives
Where the pesticide? I need a fix
Its like, fruit to mind Im used to lying
Confused sometimes, never seen this sh**
Believe me this
Ive been, floating on could nine w/ Tila Tequila
Them BIG tits
Im a horney bastard, ain't no way to even hide the sh**
I smoke a lot a weed, don’t help me to remind the sh**
Catch me rhyming quick while sticking my cock to your mother’s clit
Oops, scoop
F*** ed your b*** up, in the new coupe
Drop her ass off at night on Skidrow
Just a person to Bluetooth
The new dude, clever nice w/ some ol’ school
Higher than you’ve ever seen and n*** you already know too
[Verse 3: Keef]
5 1 5 0
Smitten and demented and quick to slice a deer’s throat
Flow straight crack, dope through your stereo
Doses of potions slow shit , shit appears slow..
Sicker than any b*** es you can pick up
Pitch stick to these simp sluts till they hiccup
You should be ashamed of yourself..to get a quick bust
You lick c***
Your sh** -headed, was your brim up?
Im so sick of the politics
Im polishing my young gun
So I can aim it at Obama’s kids
Keef Dahmer is willing to cease drama
When people stop being deceitful and be honest
Find fucking facts in the dakness
That’s whay Im nastier than African condoms
Sad, and solemn verses from God’s lip
You should stop bitching and listen this be that ART shit !
Masterpieces of plastered feces
Cop heat for the pastor
While you leap in the rapture
I be in the background laughin
Why front?
Your air-headed, your mind is absent
Do not ask shit
If it don’t stink or get my high..
Then no I ain't down w/ that shit