Clayton Jokythur - 1, 2, 3... Jah [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Clayton Jokythur]
Ay yo, ay yo
Somma give it to...
Haha just kidding
Clayton and Jah Rules here

[Verse 1: Clayton]
I heard people wanna know
Why I haven't put up a show
Recently
If I'm angry
If I lost will, inspiration
Or if I was just on vacation
So I say
It don't matter to y'all
Cause my pajamas are sexy
And yeah I know I ball
Wanna know if I'm at
Home or not
If I got fat
If I've been smoking some pot
But hey
What I've got to say is
I just follow directions
Sometimes I get ere...
Censored
But I still own this shit
Fuck you if you don't like it
I absorb power emanated from Jah
And I don't know what I'm saying, ha!
Know why Clayton rocks?
Cause he has dread locks
Except he doesn't
He mustn't
His style can't be ruined
Like archeology does
And it's one thing out of two
I will tell you
You're either gay
Or gayer than Cla-Clay
But listen wisely as I say
I may
Return to learn
As it's my turn
And I shall gift you
With my poetry, wow

[Hook: Clayton (Jah Rules)]
(Jah speaks)
And I listen
(Jah speaks)
And I kiss him
(Jah speaks)
And I wanna have sex a lot
(Jah speaks)
And I wanna smoke some pot

[Verse 2: Jah Rules]
Iiiiii...
Show da message from rasta
Get a massage from my staff
Speak calm but you not understand
Just cause I am half Jamaican
Do I sound like Shaggy or Shanapol?
If you're on the edge of a cliff I'll make you fall
In luuuuuuv
Gimme the light
But don't give up the fight
Cuz toniiiiite
Temperature going up
Girlllll
And I ain't copying no one
I I I I I'm original
I like holes like like like like da vaginal
And it's nice so
Bow chicka wowww
I have some vices
Lack of advices
I drink cocaine
Smoke alcohol
Sniff weed
But crack my nigga
Ain't a thing I need
And if you have managed to understand what I say
Then imma sing my part on the chorus and pass it back to cla-clay

[Hook: Clayton (Jah Rules)]
(Jah speaks)
And I listen
(Jah speaks)
And I kiss him
(Jah speaks)
And I wanna have sex a lot
(Jah speaks)
And I wanna smoke some pot

[Verse 3: Clayton]
Where is it oh my god where's my flow?
Where'd it go?
Oh nooo
I can't find
I I, I know how to grind
Even if I'm overseas
I have all the keys
To the Lamborghinis, jeez
In my pants
I paid my rent
I played against
The, the home team
Left with an away win
Oh oh no
Not again
Tell me tell me this time you acted like a man
People keep asking
I keep rescuing
What is old
But old but gold
I was was once told
I couldn't use tortoise fur
Cause I'm a fucking tortoise duh
So I'm like damn what can I say
So I remembered my bro Kanye
And I was like
Man man man people is frontin
Holy god damn I'm making nothing
From something
I'm puffin
Purple smoke
I'm very dope
Does it make sense
No it doesn't hence
I win the argument
But they say no you can't
It's you and yourself
Yeah right fuck my health
They think I'm kinda crazy
But I'm just very lazy
Got tons and tons and tons
Of coke, songs and morons
In this world
Ok girls
That's insane
Also lame
But I'm on the fast lane
80 per hour
70 percent acetic acid, that's sour
Like soy juice
Yo soy Bruce
Not Bruce Wayne
Shit, I lost the game
And she just came
DAMN!
Redneck bullshit
I'm the cool shit
I'm taking off that bra
Just count 1, 2, 3... Jah!
Surrealistic french mo'fucker
Stream of consciousness flow
I'm alone in my position
Best one in the globe
And it ain't intuition
I'm talking research
Peeking under a skirt
Very good with flirts
Back, back and active
And oh so objective

[Outro: Clayton]
Yeah bitches, I know you missed your favorite tortoise, peace!