Young Hokus - Racks Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Got campaign going so bomb
Getting brain while I'm with your mom
Fuck bitches when your dick this long
Real street rapper ain't no joke
We at the top, only place we belong
OJ, iced tea, patron
Smoking hundred dollar worth of strong
Tha Youth bout to hear this song

Got racks on racks on racks, racks
Racks on racks on racks, racks
Racks on racks on racks, racks
My cack's on top of ass, ass

You can't just push me down, eight-track
You'll get fucked up, just like fake rap
These ain't fagget punchlines, Ludacris
Got collars on your ass, cause you a bitch
Times are hard, but I'm harder
Ph.D in rhymes, flows like Harvard
Never gave a fuck, so bitches chase me
Sometimes I get dirty, but I stay clean
Tricks are for kids, so I get treats
Model broads, I'm in deep
Gat cocked back, don't bring out my ill will
Fucked up a rapper before and I still will
Catch me riding dirty as fuck, old cleats
Freezing these listeners, cold beats
Catch me in your mouth, so sweet
On the table, all white, Cocaine me
Rocks on rocks on rocks
Rocks on rocks on rocks
Filling up notebooks, literature
Fucking up old crooks, ligature
Sick rhymes, should be hospitalized
Only the truth, never catch me spitting lies
Dope shit, watch me mainstream
Sex shit, I watch your woman scream
Cold shit, got fire, I mean steam
Only getting started up, so you know what I mean