Текст песни: True Nen + перевод

There is a me there is a you, and absolutely nothing else

Your favorite rapper talks too much about his fucking self

I use my mind like a dull pencil

Rap reminds me of the Water Temple

What’s the missing Link?

Or Missingno?

Fuck a cold shoulder

I’m from Chicago where it’s frigid though

It’s the paily pale paladin who

Only writes down the really real happenings to

Tamper the sound of my soul’s own rattling

Wrote raps that read like Russian spy plans

Claustrophobic like fat people in MRI scans

No disrespect

Keep any heat by the fine China dinner set

Your man’s caught the chill and it ain’t even winter yet

Daaaaaaaaaannng

Now we in Boyle Heights wearing goose down coats

Learned a few lessons to not talk loose 'round folks or

Deploy metaphors comparing years to tires spokes

That’s trite

You’re eating tripe and bragging I

Take a bite of pita

My pants are sagging

I don’t want to discuss the Feynman Lectures

I don’t give a shit about the glow zone

Wrote my illest rhymes on a GoPhone

To this day I’m playing Snake to jog my memory

Incredibly pompous my origins are top shelf

Spent experience points on stealth, cunning

Silence and exile to your left is a big pile

Of dead rappers and coded slappers in my genome

See that’s like a punctuation mark, ya feel me?

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