Clique 9 - Best In The Park [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]

It's only fair that we get there
We've got the Lord on our shoulders and there ain't nothing to hold us, we living life
My people making it with me
If you been working hard, if you believe in God, just say this with me
We're the best in the park (best in the park)
Best in the park (Best in the park)
We're the best in the park
(Now everybody say best in the park)
Best in the park (Best in the park)
Best in the park (Best in the park)
Best in the park

[Verse 1 - K-Raw]

I'm on my grind, I'm moving fast
These haters tryna hate on me
They gonna crash,I'ma pass the test
Rest my case, still hating on me
Like I'm in a race I'ma win that thing
Swag so rare, I'm outta my mind
Rags on rags you ain't looking so fine
No ecstacy! I'm natural high
It's Jeepers Creepers that's sci-fi
Ain't got the time for sci-fi
Like aliens I freak you out
Mike Tyson knock out,Muhammed Ali stinging fast, Mayweather give bad weather
I got you on that bad temper tryna run away I see you scared
I'ma chase you till I get you
No heartbeat? Need a pacemaker
I got you on my hater radar
Know that you a nigga hater
Ain't got time for figure fakers
I'm too real, I'm too fresh
K-Raw go HAM on ya
Best in the park you ain't

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - StunnaMayne]

My Rafnek Gang take you out. No, that's not a date
Your flow is not allowed though leave it out the gate
You want some beef yo' come in StunnaMayne put some on your plate
You dudes can't do this (no way), yet you still hate!
Don't come close to me, or you'll reach your deadline
WWW.clique9, yeah we hot, like a iron
Thuli, Amo, Ntsako, Khumo ooh nigga these chicks are fine
Picture perfect like a painting, I know too many want the same thing
Mandla, Phinny, Purple and Stunna, yeah nigga that's the joint
We like a broken needle, got you haters missing the point
I wonder what 'em haters really gotta say now, cos I know I'm on top of my game and really they down
(Stunnamayne)

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Purple Invasion]

It's only fair we get there
Hottest in the sky don't you stare
Started from the bottom now we on the stage
Hustling on the street to make some bread
You're the reason why hip hop died, I'ma resurrect it from the dead
Niggas be snitching on themselves, best way to be a fed and
I invaded on the scene
Impossible machines, best description of my team
Don't battle me nor hassle me if you still wanna keep your dreams
I can go acapella, me and my clique full of rappers
Scratched the surface, our nails so hard
Guess you don't want a klap do ya?
Cos I'm raw in taste, will slap you the face like a gangster do
Representing the phase and my niggas in space, that's what good rappers do
Unlike you who's in it for the fame
I made your mother go insane
Oh, you still don't know my name
Maybe I'll tell you some other day
Wassup!