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Yahweh, Yahweh
– Domine Deus
K-O, K-O
– I, Q.
Hmm, voo-D-I-O
– Hmm, voo-D-I-O
Yahweh bomba ye
– Dominus bomba vos
Don’t step any further (Ayy)
– Et non apparebit circa illam omnino in perpetuo.
I was quiet for a minute, now I’m breaking up the peace
– Eram quietam pro momento, nunc ego pacem solveret
Insomnia, time to wake you niggas out ya sleep
– Insomniam vel dormiendi difficultatem;
I say I’m on ’em, they in a coma, it’s time to dome ’em
– Ego autem dico ’em, ipsi in coma, suus’ vicis ad domum ‘ em
Headshot, goner, you can smell the aroma
– Hosne tu olores esse narras
YoungBoy, what? This the big boy league
– Agapes. quid? Hic puer magnus achaici
I put one up in your gut under the Jesus piece
– Et posuit Me In Ventrem tuum Unum Fragmen Sub Iesu
Last thing that I heard was “Jesus, please”
– “Jesus lhe quer bem, da maneira que só ele sabe amar”.
Had me looking at the Devil like “This is your king?”
– Si quis mihi ministraverit cum Diabolo ” hic est rex tuus?”
Ain’t no fun, when the rabbit got the gun, you run
– Non iocum, cum lepus sclopetum obtinuit, curris
You just a pawn on the Devil chessboard, you done
– Vos iustus arrhabonem In latruncularia Diaboli, fecisti
I’m trying to step some, bless some, wet one, stretch one
– Im ‘ trying ut gradus quosdam, benedicite aliquid, infectum unum, proten unum
What you can do, I can do better
– Occupatus sum, tamen melior factus sum
R.I.P. y’all altogether, all black in some leather
– R. I. P. y ‘ totus omnino niger in aliquo corio
I eat bullets and shit Berettas, rival with my Chiappa Winchester
– Ego manducare indicibus et stercore Berettas, Aemulus cum Chiappa Wintoniae
Bet yo’ bottom dollar Top Shotta packin’ heat
– Bet io’ imo Pupa Summo shotta packin ‘ calorem
Iron Mike, Cus D’Amato, I’ll put a nigga to sleep
– Ferrum Mike, Cus D ‘ Amato, et posuit nigga ad somnum
We can bang this shit out for all the real niggas
– Non possumus crepitus ex hoc stercore omnis verus niggas
The house and the field niggas, I’m trill, nigga
– La maison e la campaña ego sum trill, nigra
I rock nations, “Still nigga”
– Ego petram gentes, ” Adhuc nigga”
Cut the head off the snake when I deal with ’em
– Interficiam caput off anguis cum agam cum ‘ em
So it’s on like Scarface, Al Capone
– Sic Suus ‘ super Sicut Scarface, Al Capone
Lucky Luciano, Don Vito Corleone
– Felix Lucianus, Don Vito Corleone
And I’ll bury all you cockroaches, where? In ya’ homes, the catacombs
– Et sepeliam omnes terrae proturbabuntur, ubi? In domos, catacumbi
Store the bones, I’ma leave smoking
– Ossa repone, im ‘ relinquere fumigans
When the smoke clear, cry smoke of tears
– Cum fumus liquet, clama fumus lacrimarum
“It’s Hunting Season” on the “Wall of Weird,” head hunting souvenirs
– “Tempus Venationis est ” in Pariete Fatum, ” caput venationis eget
K-O, K-O
– I, Q.
Hmm, voo-D-I-O
– Hmm, voo-D-I-O
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
– Dominus bomba vos (Si lineam illam transire)
Don’t step any further (Don’t you step any further, nigga)
– Noli amplius step (nec ulterius progrediaris, nigga)
K-O
– K-O
Purple reign, I’m strapped with two Glocks on me, twin flames
– Purpura regna, duobus Glocks mihi accinctus sum, geminae flammae
Tryna bring a demon pain, I’m losing sane
– Tryna dolorem daemonem affer, sanam amitto
I got a bullet, engraved on it his name
– Ego got a bullet, insculpta super eam nomen eius
Clip like a dick, dump it ’til it’s all gone, that’s a sex change
– Clip quasi dick, tuber eam ‘donec suus’ absentis, quod suus ‘ a sexus mutatio
This shit get deeper than rap, can give a fuck ’bout the streets
– Hoc stercore adepto altius quam rap, potest dare irrumabo ‘plateas praedura palaestrae
Yahweh sent me to decease ’em so I’m the reaper to greet ’em
– Dominus misit me ut interficiamini et messor ego salutem
Andele, bombs away, down go the four
– Andele, bombs aufer, descende quattuor
Ten was the count (Nigga), but he don’t want no mo’
– Decem erat comes (Nigga), sed non vult mo’
Let’s see who macho for real
– Verum sit scriptor quis macho pro verus
Lock me in a room with you, I’ll make ya pipsqueak squeal from his grill
– Claude me in conclavi apud te, ego faciam pipsqueak stridore e craticula eius
I’m gonna cock and let you taste the iron
– Im ‘ agnus dei gallus et te gustare ferrum
Blow your head off your neck like a dandelion, come on
– Flare caput collum tuum sicut aphaca, veni
Bitch boy, sugar honey iced tea
– Puer canis, saccharum mel praestrictus tea
He a he-she man, brah, I’ll put them lead carrots in yo’ ass
– Et ille: o bona puella, intra lectam, et posuit eas in dolor sit amet io ‘ asinum
Now you’re wearin’ a colostomy bag for a pamper
– Nunc gerunt ‘ a colostomy peram enim indulgere
I’m cancer, I’m tryna cancel ’em
– A diagnosis de cancer est valde difficile accipere
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
– K-O (Hominis), K-O (Deorsum)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
– Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Tersus sursum porticus Tre, nigga)
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
– Dominus bomba vos (Si lineam illam transire)
Don’t step any further (Don’t step any further, nigga)
– Noli amplius step (nec ulterius gradus, nigga)
You poison the youth, nothin’ positive you do
– Tu venenum iuvenis, nothin ‘ positivo facis
You the reason niggas beating bitches thinking that it’s cute
– Vos rationem niggas verberans bitches cogitandi quod suus bellus
You send niggas to do what you wouldn’t even do
– Nihil omnis facere quas non et
Role model, you will never fit the shoe, mm
– Munus exemplar, numquam calceamentum apta, mm
Just a nigga with emotion, a breastfed bitch
– Sicut a nigga cum affectu, a lactavit canis
Your aura give me the ick, niggas like you make me sick
– Aura tua da mihi ick, niggas sicut me aegrotum facis
Money, power, guns, and a few drugged-out crash outs
– Pecunia, potentia, tormenta, et paucae ruinae medicamentatae indicat
Make you think you the one who can lash out
– Fac tibi putes eum qui verberare potest
Fuck benefit of doubt, we all tryna make it out
– Beneficium dubitationis irrumabo, omnes tryna eam faciunt
Tried to peace it up with ya, you the one that wanted clout
– Conatus ad pacem cum ya, vos unum, quod voluit clout
Holding onto a image that you ain’t really living
– Imaginem tenens quam vere non vivis
Everybody that you rep on, I know who really did it, uh
– Et omnes qui quaerunt te, scio quis vere fecit, uh
Can you feel it? The reaper want a visit
– Vos sentire potest? Quod messor visere
Judgement Day around the corner, the Creator livid
– Il giorno del giudizio circa angulum Creator lividus
Purposely making decisions to promote mo’ violence
– Consulto deliberativo per promovere mo ‘ violentiam
That’s bringing mo’ death unto his innocent children
– Quod suus’ adducens mo ‘ de innocenti morte liberare
When I do it, it’s different, when he do it, it’s ignorant
– Cum id facio, aliud est, cum id facit, ignarus est
I’m in love with the art, he tearing people apart
– Idem argumentum est de arte, et discordia inter homines
Embrace my light and my dark, why he ain’t doing his part?
– Lucem meam et tenebras amplectere, cur partem suam non facit?
Why he ain’t doing his part? Why he ain’t doing his part?
– Cur non facitis partem suam? Cur non facitis partem suam?
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
– K-O (Hominis), K-O (Deorsum)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
– Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Tersus sursum porticus Tre, nigga)
Ye (If you cross that line)
– [An] ecce veniet cum reliquis ut in octava.
Don’t step any further (Don’t you step any further, nigga, bow-bow)
– Noli amplius step (Nec ulterius progrediaris, nigga, arcum-arcum)
K-O (Man), K-O (Down)
– K-O (Hominis), K-O (Deorsum)
Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Clean up on aisle Tre, nigga)
– Hmm, voo-D-I-O (Tersus sursum porticus Tre, nigga)
Yahweh bomba ye (If you cross that line)
– Dominus bomba vos (Si lineam illam transire)
Don’t step any further (Bow-bow-bow)
– Noli amplius gradus (Arcus-arcus-arcus)
(Any further)
– (Ulterius)
