Tungatz D'LAW - Versace (Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Tungatz D'LAW]
Versace,Versace
My spittin' is good shit like Gucci
No Mane,eat my meat sushi,hush it
Just shut the fuck up,you know this is that hot shit
Man this ain't no fuckin mariachi
They claim that they hot but for me they retarded
Like hashish that won't get you high,bitch
Even when I'm trash rappin',you know,that wack bullshit
To these other fools,I'm their daddy
This shit smells so good but you consume the food
That these other fools throw to the garbage
You call it racoon,but we call it mapache
Santiago de Chile,sólo pa' que cachí
Imma fuckin' player,so fuck being a caddy
I love to drive fast,man I hope I won't crush it
But like to fuck slow,Kamilú knows Im passionate
And I only fucked once but I'm good,so no practice
She askin' "que wea pasa aquí?"
Who taught you to smash it like that
Man,I hope not a ho or a ratchet
Cause I ain't wanna catch it,Im fine as Versace,Im fine as Versace (yeah)
I know that shit baby,you flashy as fashion
But I ain't that desperate,the budget I got,shit
Could only pay a bitch like Helga Pataki
If you were a bussiness,I'd work for no profit
Could fuck you forever,wherever,in public
I can't get enough of it,after sex puff a bit
You know that I'm cocky,I earned it,so fuck it
Like to my brothers,girl I'm callin' them niggas
No matter if they black,they white,yellow or khaki
Means no disrespect,I'm your brutha,you're Dagget
These racist dumbfucks come from another package
Their factory don't work with brains,so they lack it
They're only a chasis,a face,yeah they mannequins
Expose 'em is my favorite hobbie,they panicking
They know this real shit and they know that I'm a King
Stepped out the dark side like Anakin
Family made me High Quality,being myself,so no wannabe
Got the crowd jumpin' like walabies
This shit is so easy para mí,son of a b

[Crhyme Menace]
Lyrical criminal hit your subliminal
Biblical force I’m prone to be critical
You're too typical,frankly
Pitiful lame individual
Slave to the pentacle
Spiritual cereal,mythical monster
Clinching at your throat with tentacles
Im just irritable,so hysterical
Blabbing my mouth like some historical
Metaphorical speaking act but do not act like I won’t bury you unconditional
Like it’s a ritual some kinda cannibal animal lames are perishable
To sick for you tricks ima maniac Lunatic Magic when I spit like a viper and losing it
Kickin them bricks like 36 O’s getin busy with a hippie in a ufo
Feel some type of way take it up with crhyme make every shot count cause I’m squeezing off mine
Only head shots when I pop this nine try to run from this ass whooping put it to your spine
Bitch ima an alligator coming for you haters like a suicidal detonator call me terminator
Exterminator kop you a respirator with an IV full of torture Ima crusader
Walking with a blade in a pit full of rage brainiac silver back and I’m uncaged
Growl like a monster and I’m only here to haunt you for the thrill of the kill I’m so enraged
Snap like a bipolar polar bear without a care I’m so unaware
Of the pain of my victims I could really give a careless shrug cause life ain’t fair
All of em stare pointing fingers that only leads me to more anger
I be the strangest stranger bumpin strange music state of danger
Crash the circus, shorten circuits them I’m lurking tooly jerking
Leaving all my critics hurting that’s for certain close them curtains