Sam Simpson - The Source [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

If she ain't bouncing she exit the premises
Its prevalent irreverent to the irrelevant
Direct objects of hate through my predicates
Predator in a letterman acidic y'all parasitic til spliff is litted lifted rhetoric fist in your women put dents in em
Ate x like 8 times take lives it takes time to perfect the craft the cat got 8 lives subtract 7. 5 when I arrive
Its on its last legs my last head dash in her colon now its good as casper
Quit the jabber madder rapper tossing daggers competition scatter
Batter rappers on my platter in addition solidifying my stature as a master
Cap em the new era of rap eradicating the wack in all black with an ax trash the pillars of the radio causing a collapse like I could lapse calling a lapse disintegrating bodies left in the back
Like gambino I am a hero
Hand over the pain to close in on the win tho
Can't tease me for nothing I call her bluffing
Cop a Carter jersey my gs big like his cousin
But they still ain't convinced
That I'm a maverick asthmatic silently teeing off never smoke average addict
Me and shawnna smoke trees got her on her chi knees smoking til we look Asiatic
Never practice upperclassmen dropping classics from a chopper view
Gs be banging at the door when you get a chopper view acids
I should get an assist the pro teen the reason they pockets aching like the new clay is
The new clay ick you gay cliques your prose prosaic I'm prophet collect profit so they pull up I'm on it
Y'all on is off is God's sun far away from y'all like solstice y'all softest I'm bossing you in the office dutch got a nigga coughing
Leave a nigga on his scalp like dandruff on his head and shoulders if he reaching for my necklace
Beast coast connection strong nexus
Take over the nation hold em by they neck
Jimmy hats and gats God was never protection
Defeat foes dont need hoes push pink toes
In my city I'm legend
Throw ether into your season now your pie lit
My 22 divide through 7 niggas sizing
You up drugging the driver of the cockpit
Crashing yes complain perfect concoction
Likely still driving broke my hand in the process
So I'm a terrorist with a terrible wrist
Tearing these synths spitting vulgar sins
Verbal incisions perfect precision
Difference I make bad decisions definitive colloquial gat the back of pippen
Don't miss the point my nigga I will shoot forward
Center of attention to complete all I need is four words
Moving packs son when them bills cart right
Become your center focus steaming over the novice get mics
Hot when speaking bout a kermis right
I'm a raging bull
My sword penetrate through kids penn state
Only facts my pen state
Tell Barbara not a barber lean like sizzurp no scissor but you can catch the fade