C-Raw - Who's rhyming [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Intro

Uh come on yea C-raw uh LATE G-city to wolves town yea C.I.N yo

Verse 1 C-RAW
Your rocking with a lover of this art/ put your ears to the speaker descover that am smart/A brother who play his part well/
Chicks love me like am kartel/ voice distinguished like a bad smell/tryna clock doh like a car sell/ mind set like I can't fail/
If you dont get me on the phone hit me on the hotmail/my schedules known I pedal ya dome/ya all in a zone/ each medal I own I really earned it/the mic's on fire I really burn't it/each rhyme in my books perfect/the tabel I took and turn't it/
So gimme the loot like biggie's first shit/the beats sick so I nursed it/if its ebonics I really merked it/ keeping my promise
To keep it trill/if its beef turn up the grill/ I never say I'll be there and not show I turn up for real


Hook
Scratch 1 and if you did'nt know who's rhyming ( Craig mack flava in ya ear) x2
Scratch 2 allow me to introduce myself ( Jay- Z public announcement )



Verse 2

We two brothers with same dream/ make the underground the new mainstream/ the transformations as I daydream/these are pro thoughts/minus the mohawk/ B A from the A -team/now what do they mean/hip hop is dead/ I live this its in ya head like lice/when I switch nomore Mr nice/
I do shit to spite/would rather rip the mic/than go on bad like kryptonite/ I got shit to write/ for my mixtape/ I make moves now shits great/
On a track with LATE/ from G-city to wolves town/ who's down demolish an emcee in two rounds/ one to study them one to flurry them/am raps
Lloyd honeyghan/ready to run again/the rain has gone here come the sun again/shine like its my duty/ a vet in my ends to the world am a newby

Hook


Verse 3 LATE
Let me introduce myself they call me LATE/ born and raised in a council estate/am old school like digging in the crates/ heavyweight/
Casette tapes/ cutting dubplates/heavyweight lyrical technician/stepped in this game rago no audition/the first song I ever did I pressed it
Up on wax/this ain't a metaphor am stating the facts/ we kept it underground fam you know the score/ your now rolling with LATE and C-RAW/
Still hussling hard rep that UK sound/they say hip hops lost look here its been found/In my black beamer rolling through my section/
These rappers like cut off phones no connection/am like a rolex watch precision timing/ and if you didn't know its LATE that's rhyming