Duke$ - The Movement [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: TeeBc]

Let's get it
Back in the game, back in the reign
Back in the middle with a plaque in his brain
Strapped with a finger to the gat with a flame
Matched back with a little black crack in the frame
Slap in a symbol flat blank on a plain
Red leaf, red flaps, red flag, on a little
Red seal sent back write that to the sender
So they know I got my fingertips stamped on the game
Slowin my speed? No I dont think so
Dub a sixteen that's a 32 intro
Dub it all clean I just keep it that simple:
Black jeans sittin courtside with a lint roll
Cause when I hit
Bars hit hard with scars slit far when I drop down all the windows
Like I spit tar with cars quick parked, shift bars skid marked with the top down dropped a little
See the card read G, and that mean the greatest
Four-sixteen and the kingdom made us
That's the movement now, we don't leave invaders
We just eat your heart so we can feed you later
I dream and I plot while you sleep and you rot
And I carry the team whatchu think that I got?
My stomach been mean and I crop out the creme
So you know that I feed on the creme of the crop

[Hook: Duke$]
Sure enough
Parties soon gon' start feelin' us
Don't be dumb
You better get with the movement now

Never enough
Stopping just when we touch the sun
Told you once
You better get with the movement now (x2)

[Verse 2: ProFound]
Return of the genesis--
Exodus penmanship
Lest we forget all these sentences--
Row on row blow for blow, line for line, timing like rolex
Stop!
Period. Kotex. Flow is like moses
Now part that. They say I'm too sharp, that's a smart tack
Im the bloodclot that led to your heart 'ttack
Cardiac arrest, in a kevlar vest, bullet hole
Sarcast--ic pro, i'm back to settle the sco'
Sese. Depart it. (Leave)
Carnage. Parker and banner colliding like hadron, up and away in the sky with no cape on
And im flying overhead like these metaphors
Get it? Got it popping. kettle corn
Lookin for unstoppable?
I got a better force
Magnitude times a thousand, dudes'd think I'd had a few shots to pound back
Music stay compatible as a soundtrack
To a Freddy/Jason movie
Bass is booming
That's assuming
That you can't make it
Rake it
Talons spread, now i got 'cho heads
Ripping thoughts apart
Caution. Dread
And i bought this bread
Now they wanna wonder where I'm comin from
Shootin' porn with Ray Charles & Helen
Steal the corn, and loaves, im a felon
Valjeanin. Uncommon
Space. Comma
Logic. Pro

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Jawn Othello]
Bury me with pride
Every time I do this I be feeling so alive
Showing love to everybody with me on my side
Don't tell me that you're good, what's good to a God?
Homie I'm great
Living in a piss poor place
Where I'm bundled up with rappers who ain't this, no way!
Thinking I ain't nice because my fans ain't on your level 'bout to rip you from your spot, you made a big mistake
This is dope
Crack in my raps, you ain't rolling with my pack start giving up hope
Got the goal on my mind and it's in my scope
And you hesitant to get in like it's jump rope
Listen up here
I'm headed to the better, be eating making my cheddar, relieving all of this pressure, I'm leaving all of the weak and be reaching seeing the peak so I'm bringing this back to life I'm gonna wake em up, Clear

Ignite the flame flow like a bow and arrow
Ain't tryna break flesh, I'm charring up bone marrow
Remember all the times, when nobody known me
Now I'm the clutch 4th quarter like Kobe
If I make it to the top God knows it's lonely
All you see is soul cause these others is below me
No you can't hold me, holy moley
I'm like a pinwheel, y'all can just blow me
Think it's the old me, yeah boy you wish
I been feeling lately I'm losing my patience
Hearing all these dudes they hardly make sense
Cause damn man style so foul it's flagrant
Like wait
You need me? Come give me a call
Still be the dopest to do it at all
Like really I'm 2Pac and Biggie to y'all
Really I'm 2Pac and Biggie to y'all