Текст песни What's Mine (Muze Sikk) с переводом

I don’t even gotta say shit

I let the beat talk

Y’all are on some gimme gimme gimme

I just beat box

Been around this bitch ya I can show you how to reap crops

Sikk is in this motherfucker

Shitting on your cheap talk

Holler at a bro cuz you know that I’m on shit

Swallow up the load that I blow when I rock this

Sikk kamakazi

Young John Goddard

Oh my gosh

I’m a god

Pay your honors

Woke up in the morning

Had to get a new view

Pulled apart the curtains

And the sky so blue but

Murders in the air

Red rum

What it do

I wish i gave a fuck

But I don’t fuck with you

So

Stay the fuck away from me

Shitting on the game

Ain’t no new thang

Type to say fuck it

Imma buy the whole bank

Like I

Want what’s mine

No prisoners

Sikk with a wicked sinister

Imminent ascension when I blitz the herd

If you talking shit

You can kiss the curb

If you talking shit you get a dick for sure

Suck till it’s dry I gotta mix to merk

Kill it on sight with a clip of words

Suckers on Pooh

I’m going

Christopher

Robbin I’m Robbin your nonsense inoculants

Common sense commonly wrong so acknowledge this

You just a popping bitch

I’m just like fuck the whole populace

Dropping insomnia spits while I dominate flopping and bombing so called artists

Constantly clocking in killing your consciousness

What’s with the bossy shit?

Bitch I’m your boss and shit

Fuck with the flow and you’ll end up in unconscious bitch

Been a few years since I crossed to the opposite

Side of the lake where we date our accomplishments

To be accomplished

That’s planning and managing chalk loads of auspicious

Gossips it’s

Prolly because I’m a god in metropolis

Prolly because you just wish you were on this dick

Prolly because you just wish you were on some shit

Prolly because you a bitch now get lost you bitch

Fuck with the flow and you’ll end up in sodomy

You just got fucked in the ass by my harmony

Hating the only emotion your harboring

Slow with the gross intercourse in your armory

Nasty

In fact

When I’m rapping

I’m snapping a neck

And Collapsing your back cuz your acting and wack

Passing a passive aggressive impact

Lapping these bastards I’m flash with the raps

They wishing the mission was missing but I’ve been envisioning winning and

kissing the glistening riches

This shit is ridiculous

Flow is so cold I might end up insensitive

Flow is a go you could call it relentless

This flow is so old you could call it eulysses bitch

Killing a beat and I won’t leave no Witnesses

Talking that shit you get shit on that’s it my friend

I don’t uh know who

You

Think

You

Are

But

If you

Talking shit

You won’t

Go far

When they mention greats

Make sure you leave a space

On that list for the sikkest with the motherfucking bass

I don’t even gotta say shit

I let the beat talk

Y’all are on some gimme gimme gimme

I just beat box

Been around this bitch ya I can show you how to reap crops

Sikk is in this motherfucker

Shitting on your cheap talk

Holler at a bro cuz you know that I’m on shit

Swallow up the load that I blow when I rock this

Sikk kamakazi

Young John Goddard

Oh my gawd

I’m a god

Pay your honors

Woke up in the morning

Had to get a new view

Pulled apart the curtains

And the sky so blue but

Murders in the air

Red rum

What it do

I wish i gave a fuck

But I don’t fuck with you

So

Stay the fuck away from me

Shitting on the game

It ain’t no new thang

Type to say fuck it

Imma buy the whole bank

Like I

Just Want what’s mine

Whole rap game gotta whole buncha schticks

Y’all dont know the definition of real shit

Half the shit you fucking say dont even make sense

Like how the fuck you even get on? it dont make sense

Like how the fuck you even got fans? wtf…

Whose dick did you suck?

Its muze dont interrupt

Imma mf problem

Your lost to the gossip

Blah blah blah wtf

Very often

Killing a beat and i murder opponents

They wishing id stop it but I do not notice

Fuck with the flow ya you know its a bonus

Reprogram your mind cuz your sounding real bogus

Pull up and pull up and pull up and focus

These haters talk shit but they know im the dopest

Fuck with the flow and you might lose your hope kid

Fuck with the flow because sikk ain’t no novice

Pull up and pull up and pull up and coast it

Haters talk shit and I still do not notice

Oh shit oh ya I could rap fast

But im too lazy with my stupid bitch ass

I dont know shit

I dont know shit bout shit so

Imma give you what I know

What?

Not shit

Told you that muze is the sickest

I dont give a fuck what you talking bout

Got your bitch on me

She loving the way that I do it

When im on the beat I do not give two fucks bout a hater

The one thing I do give a fuck bout is paper

Fuck with the flow and you might make some paper

Butchy cut right through the mix like a saber

I know you dont like me but your just a hater

I don’t uh know who

You

Think

You

Are

But

If you

Talking shit

You won’t

Go far

When they mention greats

Make sure you leave a space

On that list for the sikkest with the motherfucking bass

I don’t even gotta say shit

I let the beat talk

Y’all are on some gimme gimme gimme

I just beat box

Been around this bitch ya I can show you how to reap crops

Sikk is in this motherfucker

Shitting on your cheap talk

Holler at a bro cuz you know that I’m on shit

Swallow up the load that I blow when I rock this

Sikk kamakazi

Young John Goddard

Oh my gawd

I’m a god

Pay your honors

Woke up in the morning

Had to get a new view

Pulled apart the curtains

And the sky so blue but

Murders in the air

Red rum

What it do

I wish i gave a fuck

But I don’t fuck with you

So

Stay the fuck away from me

Shitting on the game

It ain’t no new thang

Type to say fuck it

Imma buy the whole bank

Like I

Just Want what’s mine