Jay Tri11a - Common $ense (Flow-etry) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]

I need to go the whole mile
Especially when flows are foul
Jelly cause you know I'm senile
Mom rubbed her belly then a versatile child. I chow y'all down, you better bow down when you download this now
My sound pounds through the dog pound
Poodles saying "woof", haters want me to "poof"
But I just keep going "boom", then I see them zoom
That is their doom, can't coup, no coupons to get out of the loop
I hate seeing the news, and seeing niggas shoot
For good grief god hope these songs are far past a commodity
The cops try to stop us with Glocks, just cause we hang on the block
Use your brain, banging don't do a lot
Real niggas don't gang, they got they head in the game
Could end up blood red, dead, when you rep
These bars are the best, better then eggs benedict, use your head
Benefit from common sense
Past sonic on chronic, I'm more like phonic god darn it
•Don't try to be charming, just smarten up
Spitting more swords then the Spartans
Not charting, but the flows sparring
Tracks charring, heart burn, then you start farting
All of your raps about getting hardened and digging in gardens
Forget fitting in and busting clips and bloods and crips
Because bullets will leave you in a casket
Cops looking for black kids, stop em and asking, for what gang you masking
Judging you by your black skin
They want us to say bye
But we need to be allies instead of sending them to our god
Or Allah, or whatever in the ally
And shoot .5's, and spending all our time high
And sipping lean, and following a team
Just being frank. Put down your drink
That ain't you, don't change because people notice you acting strange
Especially your mains

[Bridge]
This content has no nonsense
I'm honest, and I'm ready to contest
Won't ever condense, use my common sense
Use my common sense
Use my common sense
Use my common sense
(x2)

[Verse 2]

All these thoughts going on in my conscience
Like comets
Confident but still thinking about the possible comments
But this has been commenced, imma keep on rhyming until I end
And I'm at Zion, eyeing on hip hop
Shock you like an ion, I'm not lying
I'm vying, you having me sighing
You need some polish if you wanna stay shining
You're rusted and busted and you need to be dusted
Quit fussing. Got a dozen saying Jay ain't sucking
Never play the victim, niggas is vindictive
Don't call me sensitive, cause these flows sweeter then M n M's
Stay out the prisons, so prisoners don't statistics
Be the bigger man ain't dissing, your missing the point
These joints weren't joined just to get chicks
But to make history, mentally and physically
I do it blissfully, and not trynna make a milly Willy nilly
But to share this shit from Philly to Sicily
I need a breath of fresh air, then I'm flexing
Your hair is thinning
Finish my sentence
In my secret lair, can't pair or compare me because I'm a menace
But beg for forgiveness because I've been sinning
My heads spinning, pop bitter flows like some quinine
Then you pop an aderall, this is collateral damage, ain't nothing you can manage
These lines I'm spitting got me tripping
Gripping the sky, then I'm shifting
Not sniffing because my adrenaline is already kicked in
You stiffen up, when I uppercut
Understood? Go to school and stop being a slut
And America, don't judge, I'm not talking about one girl, but this is true and straight from my gut
Can't sugar code this
Unless you can crack it. But you lack it so you might have time to hack it
Stop saying "sike" and get off your lazy ass
And get it to class
Once in a life time opportunity to get an education, don't waste it