Текст песни This Song Might Get Me Killed (Nino Bless) с переводом

Welcome to the new age, the seed has been planted ya’ll

And I ain’t plan it I’m trapped in God’s avatar

I am the atoms unmasking this fog, I am Brooklyn

But when I’m gone spread my ashes through Mars

And give them rovers the data inside my neocortex

Nino’s Neo cause in this simulation I’m all set

In this crash course that’s a fact, you can cross check

I might cause a crash with random thoughts that ain’t cross yet

My mind’s on another level above anything most can handle

They tried, a mason’s ritual couldn’t hold a candle

Padre espirtu santo admister pronto

The privledge to conquer sinister’s killing my campo

Yeah yeah yeah, If success is money I ain’t soaring

Fame is foreign to me, knowledge and informing

I relate to, while exploring, guess to you I am poor then

But if wealth is creating new value then I am balling

Yes I can hear, this is my calling

It isn’t fitted for the ignorant so just ignore them

This encrypted chip in this wrist, if I hit you will start restoring

You now witnessing the shift, but lets skip the warning

News flash, Khloe Kardashian and Lamar’s marriage

That was a business partnership, it was a farce damn it

Collaborative branding, done by most famous people

So think twice before you praise them and wish you was equal

At least your relationships are actual, and those features are yours

Everything you earned, you did what you had to do

I used to strain to reach for those gains

I still define sucess the same but my meaning has changed

Yeah I spark fear like how the media’s trained

Elitists ain’t in my league or even in range

Mom of Jesus couldn’t conceive how I dreamed and became

You see this? I’m a meteor seizing that reign ya was fiendin to claim

This game’s faker than Kim K’s ass, Ye’s lash out tantrum’s for attention,

Nelly’s teeth, Mase’s Pastor fad

The actual man behind the mask of Riff Raff’s fashion

Wrapped in A$AP's dress, with Iggy’s Azalea’s rapping accent

My city is fading, who’s willing to save it? most that could lack the passion

Stuck in the past tense, or just don’t have no damn sense

Whats the answer? don’t care I’m waving my flag here

Beyond a spitter reppin Ricans, I’m the best that’s breathing

I bet you thinking of when me and them guys from Shady was rapping

Like wow look at him now, don’t be amazed that it happened

Look where Tom Brady was drafted

And like him I wasn’t the favorite back then, but that path helped greatness

establish

Yeah yeah, this shit’s so real it might get me killed before tomorrow

It’s a fucking trend, from Gus Grissoms hung lemon

Or the government’s covered up killing of John Lennon

Yeah, this shit’s so real it might get me killed before tomorrow

And my departure’s only taking this farther

I told you kill me go ahead it only makes me a martyr, Bless!

Chorus: Rafijah Siano

This life is real I don’t waste time, living by the waste tide

Great mind is a threat so I spit truth to this bass line

I heard through the grapevine they’re not wasting they time to take mine

I’m a rebel ready to explode just like napalms

I’ma survive can’t give them a life

It’s a concrete jungle and I’m here to fight

Ima survive again in this plight

They haunt my head whether dead or alive

I might not wake up in the morning

They might do me like Bin laden I won’t even get a coffin

I ain’t lying they been watching, they been plotting

I don’t, feel a slight hope, on this tight rope

They say a battle is in sight so write down

My life bring it to light, don’t interrupt my flow and pipe drown

If I’m running outta meds i’ll still beat you with a light round

So you shouldn’t Budden, put the mic down, right now

My style’s likes wow, lights out

I’m Mike’s highlight, right to left, mid-flight, I hype crowds

And nice try trying to rise to the crown

But you’re Perkins on that Jordan play never got got off the ground

Fucker I’m bigger than any one thing, any noun

You can’t box what doens’t fit in, lets expound

Around here, squares shrivel, and lyrics is renounced

While i spit like every word Mike Tyson’s mispronounced

And that’s effortless, with emphasis

Bless is the best at this, extra extra I got the message from Nas then stepped

up my penmanship

Get an exorcist I’m possessed with Big L’s spirit, Pac’s restlessness

Let it exit quit, before I relish it

And manifest it to a rebellion to lead an exodus

Return with Immortal Tech and a legion of a freedom terrorists

Freeze rich inherited heathen’s earnings and seize it

Thats a false prophet achieved, like believing they murdered Jesus

Word, if it’s said i meant it, with bars I’m addicted

Like bitches are with Pinterest

Soon ya all will witness I can’t be dismissed

Even with the algorithm Google used to cater to your interest

Yeah, check this, fuck whats in your pockets

Some think they’re a visionary I dont get the Logic

Jabs like this from one that ain’t popping it don’t shock em

But it hurts like button mashing with Blanka while someone’s blocking

My block isn’t rocking with nonsense you’re not an option

Asked the whole hood, so that explains who watching your content

Content, nah, some swear that I’m locked in

They see a new look in my eyes but that don’t affect my vision, I’m Hopsin

Hopped sin satan tried to sweep me off this trippy flight

Spinning in the devil cypher shit’ll make u dizzy right? (Dizzy Wright)

I’m just living life, yeah I’m living life

Songs on Pepsi commercials I got my business right

I don’t compete with none of ya’ll, get me Cool J

Nas, Jay, and Em in their prime, cuz it’s too late

I mean Illmatic’s classic, I’m rhyming cause of that shit

But I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t trying to surpass it

So these dick riding cats need to stop swagger jacking

All these rappers be yourself, don’t be trapped by being passive

While you’re crafting for the masses, I’m in a league of my own

Believe it or don’t but I’m seasoned, molding leaders with ROAM

These damn demons won’t leave me alone, I feel them loom

They singing tunes, giving me schemes on rythm too

In this room, I swear a spirt’s close

It’s like i’m listening to Action Bronson, I feel like I’m hearing Ghost

No why I’m instilling in hope

Cause this ain’t even close to the realest shit that I wrote

You feel it? Transfer this energy like reiki to heal them

Til I’m making millions like Cheney when them planes hit the buildings

Yeah, this shit’s so real it might get me killed before tomorrow