Signor Benedick the Moor - Garage [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

Yo
The fuck
Is up
Bi-
Bitch it's Benny
Yah!

[Pre-Chorus]

You ain't nothing to me, stupid ho
You ain't nothing to be, why you go
What the fuck did you even say to me [?]
Argh!

[Chorus 1]

Let's say, you never went away
Let's say, you have a way with words
Let's say, you never went away
Let's say, you have a way with words [x4]

[Verse 1]

Bitch
Who the fuck are you?
What are you trying to do?
Beat you like you Scooby Doo
Into, into, into a pulp
Nigga this ain't fiction
Why the fuck you fixing
Get yourself a licking
Get a lick up your motherfucking ass

Who are you?
Why are you ass?
Who are you?
Why are you ass?
Fuck this shit, you think this is the past?
Nigga we ain't gon' build no fucking future

[Chorus 2]

Let's say, I never went away (Sailing away!)
Let's say, you have a way with words (You got a way with words!)
Let's say, I never went away (Let's say!)
Let's say, you have a way with words (You got a way with words!)

Let's say, you have a way with words (You got a way with words!)[x4]


[Verse 2]

Motherfucker try to fuck with me
Nigga, you the nigga on TV
Fuck you up, and on your face I pee
Pissing on your grave, who the fuck is he?
What?
I punch you in the gonads
I punch you in the gonads
Bitch I like to go fast
In my car like sun

Who the fuck are you like sun? [x3]
Punch you in your butt!

[Chorus 3]

Let's say, I never went away (Never went away!)
Let's say, you have a way with words (Let's say!)
Let's say, I never went away (Got a way with words!)
Let's say, you have a way with words (Got a way with words!)

[Bridge]

You have a way with words (You have a way with words) [x8]

[Verse 3]

"Hands up!"
Don't shoot, not a crook, just a nigga with a penchant for the truth
If I had two sons, wouldn't matter to your guns, am I too uncouth?
High stress
But a nigga blessed
When a nigga test me
I be feeling testy and it'll be no contest
Professed non-non-violent protesters
(Thirsty) These niggas is thirsty, they searching for blood
My children they hurt me
I tell them to curtsy, I teach them to bow
When they acting loud, like they donno' how, they crowd
And look to the sky as they point to the clouds
The clouds are black, don't make a sound
But sound asleep the black is found
They callin' my poppy, they callin' my mommy, these niggas they got me
Their color is blue, what the fuck we gon do when their shells got them cocky
Versace Versace medusa head got me, I'm turning us over, no po-po will stop me, see knots in their tummy and don't get too cocky, my mother they got me