Steady B - Stupid Fresh [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yes, Steady B, and I'm stupid fresh
When I say I rock the party, won't give nothing less
That's the range of my rhymes, cause rhyming is my major
No I'm not fly, but a def teenager
Studyin' skills [?] making me better
Writing out the suckers an obituary letter
Look at the man, you say "Could he be?"
Tat Money, and he's down with me
He's driving the wheels like a man possessed
I'm not letting other DJs creating a mess
You're not rhyming on my level, no way you can manage
Tat's the terrorizer turntable savage
On the wheels, so we are best
Steady B and Tat Money we're stupid fresh

Dusting off our rap [?] dusted
Suckers on my lines like it ain't no justice
The scratch master king cut designer
And I can [?] titles [?] def rhymer
Funk is our intention, your body and mind
Do the stupid fresh [?]
I'm ripping [?] MCs to pieces
Not with [?] but with my rap [?]
Looking at my rhyming I know you want to grab it
Eliminating MCs is my good habit
The [?] is complicated like a game of chess
As the name of this jam is Stupid Fresh

To write rhymes like these intelligence is needed
Just staying the facts, don't mean to sound conceited
Practice every day, write rhyme after rhyme
The way I murder my suckers might as well be a crime
Cause the name's Steady B, Stupid Fresh is the title
Some say it's true, I'm a sucker MC's idol
Steady B is back again, I keep coming back
Getting paid cash money cause I got it like that
Yes, verse after verse, line after line
You got to be persistent when making a rhyme
The rhyme I conducted, no [?] disrupted
You can never doubt a sick mind is [?]
To the hype [?] living in the hip hop world
Can never be gay with all these girls
Stupid fresh
Tat, where's it at?

The master cut will leave 'em in dismay
Steady B is left standing, you will say "Hooray"
MCs in fear, DJ pacify
Deadly def rhymes laced with cyanide
But you're no rapper cause I'm the dictator
And you're in Tat's lair when you touch that fader
I can sing a song but I ain't no priest
But if you're a sucker, [?] decease
Cause I'm the defest there is, [?] occasion
[?] fire, not instigation
I'm coming out to battle so get out the bandage
[?] Steady cause [?] damage
[?] yeah you know who
Steady B and Tat Money back with part two

[?] executed, suckers are booted
Ask how we're doin', there's nothing to it
Don't talk about a battle, cause you're sure to fail
I'm the earthquake; you're the Richter Scale
Adrenaline starts flowing with the rhymes I construct
And you can try to write 'em but it's my [?]
Yes I am a rapper, don't ask me to sing
The name is Steady B, yes, the audio king