Smif-n-Wessun - Wrekonize (Original) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Tek]
What up? I heard that you got a little prob'
With the way that we roll and the heads we done robbed
Sticking and flicking the bangers, thrown them out to your neck
Another beatdown inflicted by that nigga Tek
And for you backstabbers, yeah I got a sharp dagger
And a left hook that'll cause your jaw bone to shatter
Whose skilled enough to come test the weeded two
Titans from Bucktown, that'll burn through ya crew
I got a vibe from the session in the back
When niggas is strapped underground, puffing method, kicking raps
Smif-N-Wessun coming with 'nuff buds and skunk
Fake the funk and get found dead in a trunk

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

[Steele]
Back again, make room for the boom
Puffing the lye, getting high to a Beatminerz tune
Stroke my back, cause where I lives at's a lot of rats
Cooch and pain is my brain, so I don't sweat that
Instead I mack with a Tek and a Dog, my man Ruckus and Rock
And yo Rippa, what up ak?

[Tek]
The deals going down like this
Run off at the mouth, watch your lips and my boots do a French kiss
Putting an end to those who tend to get me aggravated
I'm tired of counting dues and adding up the years we waited
Be on the lookout for these mad blunts smoking
Keep your girl away from me, cause I won't hesitate to stroke it

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

[Steele]
I'm feeling the rush from the cannabis plant
But I can't lamp cause niggas get me amped
Talking this and that but my rap format's fat
And I slap cats that commence to stab backs
Never could I ever agree on
Cutting loose a lot of my troops that I roll wit for eons
Be on your tippy top or you'll quickly drop
By them crooked cops or the local cockblockers on your block
I watch my back when for delf
Some say the buzz, but I say the fuzz bad for my health
Huh, critics could get banged like Riddick
Bowe, first I get lifted with my click before ripping a show
So, I say what I mean, mean what I say
Do what I do, and me not play
Say 'en garde' for punks who play hard
Don't be surprised, I'm pulling your card, you better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Real heads on the rise, wrekonize
You better wrekonize

All heads realize, wrekonize
Smif-N-Wessun on the rise
You better wrekonize