RayD - Bass Boosted [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1] (RayD)
Uh
I'm in the tree tops waiting 'til the beat drops
Clock strikes three tocks now it's time to detox
High off three drops, why cry? Please stop
How many D's chopped up in the peach schnapps
Told them all she's hot, nervous so my knees lock
Can't find the key slot, now it's in her G spot
Outrunning three cops through my field of weed crops
Something kinda seems off tonight here in T-Dot
Dumb ass Dilly, stupid, silly, went to one class
One last filling, make a killing off a stunned ass
Run pass Philly, deke a Billy onto Dundas
One task takes all night... ha

[Verse 2] (Cue)
Gotta story to tell so fix a listen
Take a second to think about this record is dissing
I'm rich as hell but the truth is missing
So I'm aiming my gun at the sun and I'm pissing
Hoping for retaliation from the big boy
He got a big toy tryna stop the deploy
I'm on my D-Boy, making street noise
Chicken's asking where I'm sta-stashing all my heat, boy
Hidden from you but you're not getting at it
Won't happen 'til you become a road-street addict
1, 2, 3 and then you're out
Sorta like the numbers on my fucking bank account, AHH

[Verse 3] (Roe)
Truth is that I wish we coulda made it
Instead of being judged by our friends and being rated
We went through it all and now it's being hated
You trust not me but your friends we seperated
Now where you at? I'm like, 'Damn, we just slowly faded'
Been together so long now the time is wasted
And the truth is that we fell apart so long
Trust in truth but we never got to roll on
Girl, is it possible for us to stay long on?
'Stead of going forward and moving on all along
But the truth is we can't forget the lame did
But on your say you never let love stay in

[Hook]
We just a group of guys
Who write and spit on loops and rhymes
They try to crucify us
But we have noticed
That the people start to quote us
I think they're boosted by us

[Verse 4] (RayD)
I'm coming back in though
We are retards, spit a sick three bars
Now we off the hook, phones gonna need a recharge
Take me to the ER, call me up a DR
Put some CCR on and make a T-chart
Stronger than rebar, I would break your knee hard
Team on my back, got the power of a street car
Cutting 'til I leave scars, smack you 'til you see stars
Don't know where I was so I'm gonna need to restart
Pick up where I left off, always is the hard part
So many recordings like I've interviewed with Nardwuar
Verses out the universe, throwing down mars bars
Habanero breath, spitting fire like a Charizard

[Verse 5] (Cue)
Let's do it up big, turn up the stereo
We the hottest sounds in the streets of Ontario area
The scenario is scaring ya
Bitches say they hate, but I'm catching them blaring us
Running like Terry does, rich like America's
Money so long make you forget your hysteria
Married to money, it's funny
Music is sweet like the honeys
Bouncing around like a bunny
Dick is the hairiest
Bitch, are you serious? Make you start hearing us
Smack you so hard I'll leave you down and delirious
Step in the Delorian, rap is getting born again
Rappers getting boring and I'm getting sorta furious

[Verse 6] (Discreet)
I'm so athletic, schizophrenic
Losing my mind, fine grind makes the time fly
Receiving deceiving looks, never judged by the books
Crooks and castles, whips and lashes, blunts and ashes
Provide the cash and place it in my hand
Then toss a rubber band, man
Marilyn Manson
Eye liner, big shiner, both eyes surprised
Looking like a deer in the headlights
Take me to the limelight
Too high, out of sights
The reason I write
Type in brighter record towards the light
But these aren't my last days
You rappers is passed gay

[Hook]