Перевод песни Mad Skillz – Unseen World
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Yeah what? Time for lyrical shanks to your gut Death to wack MC's First up is my nigga Lonnie B First up to make it liver, I catch wreck like drunk drivers Been through many battles but I left no survivors So WHASSUP? Those that want a beef nigga bring it on Cause when I'm done, it'll be my dick that you're swingin on From the way I say my rap clear I make people more excited than a faggot that got a pap smear The crooked truth rap sensation, I ain't to be fucked with You better off practicin masturbation Line after line I bring excitement like a hooker So put rubbers on your ears, then diaphragms on your woofer As the rhyme buster, mic clutcher, from Richmond Show the real definition of the word represent (SOUTHSIDE!) The place where I dwell so Recog-NAS NAS NAS, that _It Ain't Hard to Tell_ Who's the best, blessed with lyrical, context that kick Just like that little girl that got shot in +Fresh+ Word to momma, I'm hotter than that nigga with the bomber Leather pants on, in hell holdin hands with Jeffrey Dahmer Yo, let me make this clear — I ain't the baddest rapper out there But I'ma take his place until he get here The sun shitter, hoarse all-star spitter More? and asteroid transfixer Upchucks the medicine, chest of anguish In a fantasy, holy sign language I hit worlds, and my strange sperm gives birth To septuplet lady plants Check my tympanic titanic time pulse By the grace of the Immortal One I am the poisonous priest of fifty until the? m'salaam? So every naked ape on Earth bow down in silence To the slumlord, of all universe reality Ironic supalism sodomizes your mentality Science super-mystics and futuristics join in wedlock So my freon cyrogenics make your head rot pop then bust From galactic cryathallic mechany mal ?? Preposterous, ice in my drop, yeah that's niggas When I bend prisms and ride soundwaves in your eutrichula Malopropism is none, when I cerebrum wash in your brain pan Mixin ooze, your state of bein and attitude Petuitary shrinks, accepts it when I bite then flatten your head Richencypholic surgeon of my cosmorama, astrophysical Invades one, individual stands And uses cosmic radiation as a cosmetic To beautify inner fantastic, gory flow So, writing weak rhymes to your boomin system is no mo' When I induce arthritic rheumatism In dosages in sterile toxosins, ex-osmosis Infect the schlerois, of your trickanumerolagia Understand, who are you, to defend against, Mindbenda Yeah the Northside click, rocks the spot The Forever People, rocks the spot DJ Street, rocks the spot To the Roc comin next, time to get your props Yo, umm, befo' I knock out yo' lies There is something you need to know Breakin mo' grounds than aftershocks from the earthquakes in San Fran' More determination than a bull, seein Redman Imagine, Technic glare +From Where???+ Competition say I gotta be display em in a photo album Disorganized has the other file Bein flamboyant like? herbal user, slash, barracuda With key maneuvers like silent troopers of styles ?? to split your wig and nip your eyebrows Go to space and greet the stars, huh Started chewin on the Milky Way, thought it was the candy bar You get the gong cause we niggas do wrong And if you're young, and in love, do the moves of Michael Evens Singin songs, big up to my peoples Northside Show the brotherhood, how I recognize I've been, detonatin equivalyrical exposives Rambo soldiers deep like the black trials of Moses Madness and wisdom accelerates my pendulum No attackin my forces of life, cause I got ten of em Dangerous, disciple killin images My warfare dreads be just like Nemesis Infiltrates, holy massacres like? tnakarid? My religion break down prisons for missionaries In it to survive, so enlist, in strategies My non-exist thinkin only lead, to casualties I'm battlin, invadin, interceptin Makin sure don't nuttin move in your section Don't misinterpret my threats as just talk And the raise of a hand can make, worlds start haltin The almighty, leavin Gods and nations lost Cause when my shit hits I leave holes like sawed-offs Yo, it's the Mad child layin verses like tile Niggas go impotent, when I kick these potent ass freestyles Wack MC's get mad and look at me hard Cause they used to be the shit, like McDonald's on Broad It's odd, how niggas try to bomb Then I be fadin more motherfuckers than AIDS story harvest Throwin niggas away like apple cores — I don't wanna see shit But some hits and Ed McMahon at my front door I'm rippin tapes, niggas still makin SHIT cakes Slippin down to fall off dudes tryin to get they shit straight I'm tryin to get paid troop -- I want more G's Than a girl named GiGi gaggin on some gin and garlic glue Niggas think they hype, but they ain't touchin these Their styles plaid out like stripe cuffed Lee's Please! In ninety-five, I'ma be straight Stealin MC's like DJ's be stealin milk crates Ask Dre, can't nobody hack it, they ill Dre? You get beheaded with a motherfuckin hatchet Haste makes waste and taste the bass When you see me — you don't see me get the FUCK out my face To that nigga Speedis Toine, rock the house To them heads Raw Deal, rock the spot To Mike the Merciless, rock the spot To my brother Danja Mowf, rock the spot.