Real Rudeboy - Killing Myself [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Real Rudeboy]
R-U-D-E-B-O-Y that's me baby the crazy Rudeboy, haha (backwards)

[Hook: Real Rudeboy]
I be everywhere, everybody know me
Rudeboy fresh with a dope styling
About to slit my wrist, couple cuts on my neck
Negativity get the better of the best
All these whack rappers didn't even take the test
Meek Mill? Got some Mickey Mouse shit going on
Dream chaser, I think he lost in the clouds
I'm his nightmare, I ain't gonna be fair
Because I be in my room
Noose around my neck and god damn it, god damn it
I'm killing myself
Because I'm a go to hell
And I'm a come back like god damn it, god damn it
I'm killing myself
Had a likkle beer, the beer look at me
The beer be like Reecey you the best god damn it
You the best, you the best, you the best god damn it
You the best god damn it, you the best, you the best haha

[Verse 1: Real Rudeboy]
Yeah I'm about the classical hip-hop
Modern twist, that new rock
I got that new shit, don't even need a prop
So please stop that autotune haha
I'm only joking here's the real flow let go
An I'll be up Disney land chilling with Mickey Mouse
We call him Meek Mill for the fans
So one dimensional, could make better sounds in a fan
French Montana I see your one goofy looking man
Chief Keef I'm a slew you like Eminem
Then again youll start to think I'm a comedienne
But I'll be your friend, just to get up on c.n.n
Then again, I have to leave the party at 10
Whey, I'm coming for the girls, money and fame I'm all about the game (SIKE)
Riding the train to XXL mayn
First freshman of England, damn it's a little bit insane (is that even possible)
Like sadamns Quran, I'm a quarter klu klux klan
An ill be killing myself that hiphop a lost it's mind all up in it's wealth
You see I make music for everyone just look at the tile, killing myself it's for the emos and the rivals
An now it's come to the point you've all been waiting for
That fast rap galore, leave you wanting more, okay
So when I spit to the beat, spit, spit to the beat, leaves y'all thinking yo that's neat
See me I'm rapping an packing a hella of a lot a lyrics
Making the words speak to spirits
Can't see me coming I'm breaking the games physics
With a whole load of gimmicks
See I'm British but wish I was from the land of Honda civic
Yeah and I don't even need oxygen to breathe because I've got something up my sleeve
An implant that's a plant inside, now the green house is alive but it's too late I've already killed myself

[Hook: Real Rudeboy]
I be everywhere, everybody know me
Rudeboy fresh with a dope styling
About to slit my wrist, couple cuts on my neck
Negativity get the better of the best
All these whack rappers didn't even take the test
Meek Mill? Got some Mickey Mouse shit going on
Dream chaser, I think he lost in the clouds
I'm his nightmare, I ain't gonna be fair
Because I be in my room
Noose around my neck and god damn it, god damn it
I'm killing myself
Because I'm a go to hell
And I'm a come back like god damn it, god damn it
I'm killing myself
Had a likkle beer, the beer look at me
The beer be like Reecey you the best god damn it
You the best, you the best, you the best god damn it
You the best god damn it, you the best, you the best haha