Jazz Liberatorz - Indonesia [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Tableek]
They tell me that I'm reaching back too much
I say not enough, but I rarely have the time for catching up
I'm penning the blues to cure the blues
Undoubtably, words lead to misery and prime time news
You choose to select this brother with a complex mind
Twisting the rhyme for these concrete times
They say “Sink or swim, niggas”
Them people busting their nine off, their kicks always banging like [rush?] off
That might be off the normal train of thought
But without standards that's how the bullshit's taught
Like comparing Kenny G to Charlie Parker
Twenty foot wall, with aerosol or some toy with a marker
I'm the reason why they change rules cause I say f*ck rules, smash fools
Full course meals switched to snackables, downgraded
I love it when the flow change from their hands to my hands and I see grams
I'm fading, nodding, handmade durong in from Costa Rica
Got the incense burning called Indonesia
A brother like me just don't sleep, my eyes close it's chaotic leisure
Rhymes written to please the most discrete listener
To the misinformed newborn that’s missing the
Way things evolve, so organic
Science in these motherfucking raps and the rooks can't stand it

[Hook: Tableek and 2 others?]
From hip-hop to bebop, trombone to break
We lie from the BX to 7-1-8
So we find [inexquisite is?] things we create
In agreement with the stars it's the hands of fate
From this hiphop to bebop for all to see
Rocking straight from the field it's the 4 1 P
We're the brightest of the bright, don't confuse us, G
Not unless certified first hand was born to be

Ah right there, be easy. Over there, be easy. Right wing, be easy. Right wing, be easy

[verse 2: Tableek]
What's a light that won’t fade and won’t go out?
What's an MC to do with an ounce of doubt?
How can I keep these niggas to listening
Where is my right-hand man when my left one seems missing?
Can you count all the amounts of times
I stepped from the hoods, stowed away, writing rhymes
Does the visual take away from your own design
I mean, how can one picture come from 15 minds?
I'm like, you saw the symbol, did you read the sign and uh
Who determines who's ahead of their time?
Trying to not be forgotten is an aimless cause
All in the sand box, but my shovel's much bigger than yours

[Bridge: ?]
(Listen up, listen up, listen up, listen up, …)
(Low to high)

[Verse 3: Tableek]
We crossed the bridge, now we increase the pace
Check the melody while I conclude my case
I'm the MC Tableek, science in the rap
Liberating Jazz Liberatorz on the track
I'm repping those that's dealing, hoodied up with binge beaming
Clever crooks are cracking the book, always feening for the knowledge
Might be in the white tee
Some think I’m just a thug-nigga but I might be
But everyone act politely, we can build all damn night, B
Chill with the women to ze wifeys
I heard trance on the radio was burning up
I slightly grinned then I told the cabbie “turn it up.”

[Hook]

[I’m in the lie low?]

[Outro: Apani B Fly]

Yeah, you know. Music's just my thing. Too many artists to name where I got my inspiration from, you know, but I like it all, from hip-hop to rock to country, a little bit of everything influenced me
We'll keep under the hip-hop right now. MC Lyte, course, you know. Hit the road, saying, don't you come back no more, no more, (x2)... (continues)