Team Backpack - VI Seconds Rooftop Acapella [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1:]

The biggest bull charging out of the pen, artists repent
I'm god-bodied, the deity is hardwired within
Caution brother I'm the sharpest of kin
Carving your skin igniting your ashes, be gone with the wind
Arm to the brim, but it aim at the goal
Walking with venom, snakes in my sole
Shaking your soul
Rougher than being shackled and chained to a stone
Stay in your zone, titanium lays in my bones
Revered from adolescence to days of the grown
Raising the bar like my son is getting his liquor license
Frickin mean get [?]
I don't care who spits the nicest
Flick a knife, it hits precise
The tip will split and rip your iris
Down to sinus [?]
Say I won't, I'm bound to try you
Behold, beloved, you're minuscule my flow's deluxe
Leaving rappers unemployed from giving work, Loaded Lux
Ain't it ironic how I boss and give jobs to these n*ggas at the same time with the mission
Of taking y'all's positions?
RIP to competition
RIP to composition
Wild out on the MI
While maintaining a calm position
Slim fit increasing my mass to the masses like Harbor Fitness
Son of a gun and my mom's my business, partner dig it?
But I lost it
Time I get a grip and hold my placement
Stomping holes in every bozo walking my city's pavement
Getting real impatient for fame in a cave
Cage, pacing, brain waves racing
Went to forensics and heard them saying
Of all the murder cases
Solving it serves no purpose
Because my purpose is causing tragic accidents
On purpose, I'm certain its closed curtains
Once I lay hands on your serpents
Serving you, putting you underground the moment that you surface
Suicide at your service is cursing and cursing
These twerps burning in streets swerving
I'm unearthly you're learning your worth
Holding the weight of this planet
Maxing and curling this earth
Giving out an illness so vivid
Every citizen hurls when it's heard, herbs
Be honest, I'm the hottest with these ebonics
My flow is high voltage that's why this seems shocking
He's rocking these MC's and running sh*t until his knees knocking
Cease and disbelieve and leave in [?] droppings
Eating off top his appetite cannot be satisfied
The recipe to make another like I, classified
Blowing past your eyes
Blowing past your eyes, enigmatic
Spit static, I inhale and lift addicts
These are legit antics
Kicking acidic quick witted writtens
Sick with it I want a 5
And now I'm on to my 6 quidditch
In business of conquering
While remaining distinguished, act is relinquished
My fire can't be extinguished, ding ding b*tch
Punch you in your grill for not showing love
Walked in while a red Everlast
Left with golden gloves
The problem is all these n*ggas worry bout is profiting
Rather than paving a road for showing what a prophet is
They're mockeries and for that I'm handing out philosophies
New Socrates, I'm honestly a genius with my philosophies
The man is here hanging off your chandelier
The plans will smear, I snatch careers
Putting every front man back to rear
That's their fear and I'm bringing it all to light
With the hardest right I knock sh*t out the park and it's all a delight
Hitting all of the lights, starting riots in the calmest of nights
A continuous onslaught there's no pause when I strike