Boogie Down Productions — South Bronx tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
This what you call hardcore, fat gospel street gospel
South South, Bronx
Yo where my people at?
South South, Bronx
Yo where my heart is at?
South South, Bronx
C’mon let’s bring it back
South South, Bronx
Raw rhymes for raw times
My albums are underground, but this blessing is all mine
And when it’s tour time, we open more minds
You need to rethink who you think is the «Greatest of All Time»
I got this -- I’m raw like Freddie Foxxx is Hardcore like The LOX is, Scott LaRock is where Tupac is Where hip-hop is, Digital-ly Underground like Shock is Oh yes -- I know where the top is But I’d rather rhyme about how crooked some of these cops is My synopsis ain’t pretty
I’d stay, off them plains and, out the city if I were you
Do what you gotta do But while you wave them flags, remember Amadou Diallo
Here’s what we gotta do, follow
I’ll put hip-hop in you if you’re hollow
Those that already filled, still take swallows
Goin over potholes with Tahoes
You don’t think +I+ know? Huh! I’m lookin at you right now
You ain’t dancin in the club, you in your car, sittin down
You in the crib, on the low
You got them headsets on the go You just saw me at the show oh you don’t know?
It’s the Temple of Hip-Hop, comin, with a whole different flow
Yo where them hoes at? I don’t know
But wherever God at, I’ma go I give 'em a hard rap and a flow
That’s why when they call back for the show, with no video
We get up and go Yo where it started at?
South South, Bronx
Yo where my people at?
South South, Bronx
Yo where my heart is at?
South South, Bronx
C’mon let’s bring it back
South South, Bronx
South South, Bronx
Yo where my people at?
South South, Bronx
Yo where my heart is at?
South South, Bronx
C’mon let’s bring it back
South South, Bronx
Peep it out while I tell ya like this
In every single hood in the world I’m called Kris
It’s the, truth for ya, it’s the proof for ya My Cristal passes more bars than lawyers
The underground sound, this is not easily found
You don’t need no rings to be down
This is, past the platinum and gold
We already had 'em, it’s old
Here’s the truth if it be told, gather 'round
Philosopher style is known to be wild
If you only holdin them guns, who’s holdin your child?
You got to be thinkin you know that you shrinkin
When the art of Navigation has been reduced to a Lincoln
Change the dial! I was free then and I’m free now
You free, runnin to MTV? I don’t see how
You know the real from the fake, you know they stealin they cake
You know it ain’t about the art, it’s all about what they make
You know the radio’s late, you know they play what you hate
That’s why you got that Kay Slay tape, tryin to escape
You know the love of the cars and the rims
Tattooed arms and Timbs, are also called sins
You know you got to pay for these spins
You know the rap magazines be wack from beginning to the end
BO South South, Bronx
Yo where my people at?
South South, Bronx
Yo where my heart is at?
South South, Bronx
C’mon let’s bring it back
South South, Bronx
I never was a king and I’m not the Pres
I’m a teacher like that reefer goin straight to your head
I’m a preacher tryin to bring my people back from the dead
I’m a leader tryin to keep you all away from the feds
You my sister I’ll be tryin to get you out of the bed
I’m a philospher sayin what has got to be said
I don’t fill you with lead, I bring that knowledge instead
Follow this dread, I’ll take you from A to Zed
Who am I? Just a scholar called K-R-S
You can spend your money on others but they ain’t blessed
You can spend your money drugs and still be stressed
Look around for conscious rappes yo there ain’t none left
I’m holdin it downbetter yet I’m holdin up Waitin for some young buck to come and sip from the cup
And continue with the menu puttin new knowledge in you
I got a question and a lesson cause I know what you been through
But
South South, Bronx
Yo where my people at?
South South, Bronx
Yo where it started at?
South South, Bronx
Yo where my people at?
South South, Bronx
Yo where my heart is at?
South South, Bronx
C’mon let’s bring it back
South South, Bronx
The South South Bronx, boyeee
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
This what you call hardcore, fat gospel street gospel
South South, Bronx
Gdzie moi ludzie?
South South, Bronx
Gdzie jest moje serce?
South South, Bronx
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South South, Bronx
Raw rhymes for raw times
Moje albumy są podziemne, ale to błogosławieństwo jest moje.
A kiedy nadejdzie czas tournee, otworzymy więcej umysłów
Musisz przemyśleć, kto według ciebie jest "najlepszym wszechczasów".»
I got this -- I 'm raw like Freddie Foxxx is Hardcore like the LOX is, Scott LaRock is where Tupac is Where hip-hop is, Digital-ly Underground like Shock is Oh yes -- I know where the top is But I' d rather rhyme about how crooked some of these cops is My synopsis ain ' t pretty
Na Twoim miejscu zostałbym z dala od tych równin i miasta.
Rób, co musisz, ale gdy machasz flagami, pamiętaj o Amadou Diallo.
Oto co musimy zrobić.
I 'll put hip-hop in you if you' re hollow
Ci, którzy już napełnili, nadal biorą jaskółki
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Myślisz, że nie wiem? Huh! I ' m looking at you right now
You ain ' t dancin in the club, you in your car, sittin down
Ty w łóżeczku, na dole
Nie wiesz?
It ' s The Temple of Hip-Hop, comin, with a whole different flow
Gdzie te dziwki? Nie wiem.
/ Ale gdziekolwiek Bóg jest, / idę i daję im mocny cios.
Dlatego, kiedy oddzwaniają do programu, bez nagrania.
Wstaniemy i pójdziemy gdzie to się zaczęło?
South South, Bronx
Gdzie moi ludzie?
South South, Bronx
Gdzie jest moje serce?
South South, Bronx
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South South, Bronx
South South, Bronx
Gdzie moi ludzie?
South South, Bronx
Gdzie jest moje serce?
South South, Bronx
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South South, Bronx
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W każdym zakątku świata Nazywam się Kris.
To jest, prawda dla ciebie, to jest dowód dla Ciebie moja Cristal przechodzi więcej barów niż prawników
Podziemny dźwięk, to nie jest łatwo znaleźć
You don ' t need no rings to be down
To jest, za platyną i złotem
Już je mieliśmy, jest stare.
Oto prawda, jeśli to zostanie powiedziane, Zbierzcie się.
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Jeśli tylko trzymasz Broń, to kto trzyma twoje dziecko?
You got to be thinkin you know that you shrinkin
Kiedy sztuka nawigacji została zredukowana do Lincolna
Zmień pokrętło! Byłem wolny wtedy i jestem wolny teraz
Jesteś wolny, biegasz do MTV? Nie wiem jak
Znasz prawdę od fałszywej, wiesz, że kradną ciasto
Nie chodzi o sztukę, tylko o to, co robią.
Wiesz, że Radio się spóźnia, wiesz, że grają to, czego nienawidzisz
Dlatego masz taśmę Kay Slay, próbując uciec.
Znasz miłość do samochodów i felg
Wytatuowane ramiona i Timby, nazywane są również grzechami
You know you got to pay for these spins
Wiesz, że RAP magazyny są beznadziejne od początku do końca.
BO South South, Bronx
Gdzie moi ludzie?
South South, Bronx
Gdzie jest moje serce?
South South, Bronx
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South South, Bronx
Nigdy nie byłem królem i nie jestem Presem.
I ' m a teacher like that reefer going straight to your head
Jestem kaznodzieją, który próbuje wskrzesić moich ludzi.
I ' m a leader trying to keep you all away from the feds
You my sister I ' ll be trying to get you out of the bed
I ' m a philospher saying what has got to be said
Nie napełnię Cię ołowiem, zamiast tego przynoszę tę wiedzę.
Podążaj za tym strachem, zabiorę cię z A do Zed.
Kim jestem? Tylko uczony zwany K-R-S
Możesz wydawać pieniądze na innych, ale oni nie są błogosławieni.
Możesz wydawać pieniądze na narkotyki i nadal być zestresowany
Look around for conscious rappes yo there ain ' t none left
I 'm holdin it better yet I' m holdin up Waitin for some young buck to come and Tep from the cup
I dalej z menu umieścić nową wiedzę w tobie
Mam pytanie i lekcję, bo wiem, przez co przeszedłeś.
Ale
South South, Bronx
Gdzie moi ludzie?
South South, Bronx
Gdzie to się zaczęło?
South South, Bronx
Gdzie moi ludzie?
South South, Bronx
Gdzie jest moje serce?
South South, Bronx
/ Align = "left" /
South South, Bronx
The South South Bronx, boyeee