ZENUWAFU - Lavender [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: BOTHERED]
You make me sick, I make music
Gotta take what ya get, gotta make it through this
I ain't picky nor fussy, just not hungry, I let the food sit
And watch these brain deads who ain't been feds' drool drip
Its demeaning, thinking, you can beat this ZENUWAFU army
Try to clean up our artistry, we'll leave you eatin belgian waffles soggy
Bleedin out your arteries in the hottest heat you start to see
Youre in the dark in defeat, sweatin cause you forget youre dressed with your heart on ya sleeve
Have to fall to realize you had it all, never played you I practiced yall
It dont take massive balls to do half the shit we're makin happen although
You gotta be competent, have confidence and be stocked with lots of it
I dont give a fuck bout nada except what bothered thinks
In this lavender field I laugh until I feel at zen
No need to pretend, fuck those men who preach but lack practicin the schpiels they said
We're ideal, we'll actually fill the zeal back into your head
Its surreal, here I reveal Julian

[Verse 2: Julian The Great]
Julian's in zen now how'd he get there
Howdy to tortoise cause I am the hare
I did not care or nor did I share
You know that's it's rare woohoo like ric flair
Woohoo I'm cuckoo not for cocoa puffs more of a fruit loop
Did you not see the YouTube or 5k I don't speak to 2 views
Not a gun person but I will still shoot you
All these niggas stink worst than dodo
I know I'm great don't dap me up asshole can't you tell I'm not your fucking dude dude
So Far from the top but still flying just like I skydived
Your girl went blind when she gave my dick a huge high five
Looking for the competition can't find like eye spy
Imma be the new face of hippies just like a tie dye
Talk to the crew if you wanna be wise guy
You get that wise guy
The passions gone I feel oh so dread
Threading these lyrics maybe I can be ahead
The brains a great function but fucked in my head
I was suppost to blow by now I was so mislead
Ripping my hair out wishing I was dead
Fled when they heard I told I would spread
This is all I can say I'm classified like Ned
T told me to ketchup I told him I don't like red

[Verse 3: Ascetic (as Trey)]
As we go on in life what to expect
A dead end job apartment and some rent
Owing people money, they just collect
All the dreams and hope you have, you just forget
We all die at the age of 18
A job a license and a personal dream
We can't obtain it because society grieves
Expectation is society's being
Expecting you to get a job, have some kids and get married
All the things we cannot do because we all have our own means
Fuck with ZEN gang you will see being happy is pretty easy
Kick it with the right people and free yourself of the chains of history
Fuck the past and let it be, welcome to our clergy

[Verse 4: Nightmare]
But fuck that shit with Pope Paul VI
Talent hid, hard public dicks
Walking 'round with gats near dicks, shits tucked in hope it don't slip
Cooking chicken for a living, hoping rap shit takes off given
All my potential and lack of parentals up in my mental
Swimming in my fucking money but this pool ain't feeling deep
Popping pills for funnies, haven't eaten a full meal in weeks
Skinnier than the weights taken off slim bitch physique
Man Im sorry for the wait, ZEN, N.C, Marezen in my dreams
I'm a sight to see when you go right to sleep, this nightmare fights so violently
Surreptitiously eviscerating kids viciously, plotting kills suspiciously and quietly
Forgotten twills in this cloth covered society, I'm baraka with grills, mortally slicing all the frying sheep
Now that I'm flying, I'm so happy that I'm crying
I will never fucking crash, I just wish your ass could fly with me
A thousand miles houred in my sleep, zooming past the fucking cowered sheep