TheJonesMob - Loki [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

VERSE 1 [TheJonesMob]

I got homicidal tendencies, not like a demon enters me
Just a man with a brain that strains for pain to his enemies
But anyone's my enemy so everybody rest in piece
Left in pieces for an hour so your fresh to eat
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Chopped up and dumped in the tub, I know the recipe
Messed in the head obsessed with death and I never sleep
Nobody fresh as me I'm gnawing on the freshest meat
Necrophiliac cannibal, no doctor tested me
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For being a psycho, I know myself but I might go
On a spree like woah, but I still murder dykes though
It's not my choice to kill, it's a chemical imbalance
Been born with brain that has several good talents
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They include rapping and murdering and being an alcoholic
Psychotic non emotional, I mean what else to call it?
Madness and malice are my two main emotions
Wonderland like Alice when you pain is potent
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I ain't supposed to let you suffer
But if I don't end up killing you, you'll end up tougher
But your chances are slim, never happened to another
I'm a one man island, and a one man shutter
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And they say my lyrics are disturbingly violent
If you lived the life I lived you'd live in silence
Urges to murder when you-ono what wrong or right is
A man with no remorse or emotions ain't the brightest
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Like I'm Thomas Edison, but the light's out – good night bitch
Flip the light switch, craving killing, get a slight twitch
Patrick Bateman without the states I'm a Canadian psycho
But I'll kill a foreigner or four with a slight choke

CHORUS [TheJonesMob]

I'm a psycho and I like the way that I was born
Built off being bullied and narcotics and a lot of porn
A badass my life goal is only not conform
Fuck a chorus, verses have the meaning but you're probly bored

VERSE 2 [TheJonesMob]

I don't take Valium’s, this no slim shady ripoff
And look at all these shady fans who now are getting ticket off
Dog look at this raw, I ain't biting a style
I was born real and straight into the life of a child

Who was fucked up from the first day of birth
Born to murder motherfuckers leave them way in the dirt
And they say that it hurt's to see a nice boy kill people
I'm kind to humans, when I kill it gets real evil

Cause real people can't hide their intentions
Well I can hide it, but not stop it, mention
The fact that no one knows who this murderer is
Andre Thegian my alias you heard of this kid

Matt says I ain't real, I'm as real as it gets
But he says and pretends that I ain't so unless
One of you starts believing I'm an actual person
No one will know who or what has hurt them

So let's face it, you're listening and you know it's Matt rapping
Because of course there's no kid name Andre, that can't happen
Well Andre has taken away lives and he thrives
On his own, dead bodies in the basement, surprise

Till your eyes arise and you look up to the real me
Andre Thegian, giant without the real T
And tea ain't real tea unless it's brewed with TCH
Bought a house - realty - where I store bodies clear and deep

Hearing me spit is eerily soothing ain't it?
Yet fearing me is really a truth - or ain't it
Its your decision if Matty is truly famous
Or if Andre is man dreaming to screw your anus

CHORUS

VERSE 3 [TheJonesMob]

I A.C.T. on the fact of my initials
Andre Cooker Thegian, teasing these officials
They can't catch a cold blooded killer
On a candid camera if half of Canada says I ain't real, err

I am Loki, I see myself as a god
And I lie to you fuckers, and I remain a fraud
I aim to probly murder you if you are pretty
Alone on the streets, and if you have got large titties

An individual, not the only one like this
The persona of an average serial killers likeness
I might just go night vision and leave you lifeless
Deadly as cancer to white people – quite sick

Cancer is the disease of rich white folk
Since y'all don't get HIV you simply might joke
More people die of HIV
But you spend more on Cancer, what the fuck am I talking about

All I wanna do is take away lives
For the rest of mine, It's a sicknen addiction
A Christian is Matty and a villain has risen
Inside my mind to find lives for my kitchen

So I can chop them up, and do what I like to do
What is your hobby kid? What enlightens you?
Whatever your hobby is you know it's what you like to do
No one lets me be, cuz I wanna put a knife in you

Pleasure is built in the brain of all humans
But the methods to get them ain't congruent
I apologize but don't expect forgiveness – I'm a crazy man
And nothing will change the way I am