K Sos & Rams - Camera Man [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

01 Camera Man

Verse 1: (K Sos)
I got you open like a clam shell
Its K-sos and Ramsdell
And girls that love the lyrics usually send us fan mail
Two dope mcs that are off the handle
So sit back relax and don’t change the channel
Stand up and dance around pump up the volume
Pass me a drink pour me a tall one
Pass round blunts so their ain't no problems
Or We’ll beat each other up until we all solve em
Sos on the mic it’s a pleasure to me
Been around long time I’m a veteran b
They got eyes wide shut can’t none of em see
All people gods children not all of em free
They got media to filter all what we believe
Whole nation gassed up off too much speed
Roots crew rock mics I shall proceed and
Now you know why I smoke so much weed

Chorus: (Rams)
Hey mister camera man get ready
My maneuvers are steady
And no ones fed me you can hear it in melody
And are you ready for me
Because I’m ready for you
Hip hop this is the life that I choose
No turning back now
Man can’t act clown
Oh look at that new sound
Father is finally proud
And I’m finally allowed to be the way that I been
I no longer have to sit around and pretend

Verse 2: (K Sos)
Call me the Einstein of rap but fact I’m much smarter
Surf like Jack Johnson Burn like Ben Harper
Too many rhymes to say all day stay drapped in Jorge Hinkle
Roll the earth to praise the buddah
You might be new ta
Me on stage in my custom high rooster
Dank out a hookah
Help keep a firm clutch on it
With cops starsky and hutchin it
And the government
Where’s the love in it
Well actually I’m lovin it
Girlies caught in the ropes
But I’m just double dutchin it
Ride the wave on our way to the crest
Cuz we just midnite mauraders from a tribe on quest
What you expect
I dont download mp3’s
Who the hell can afford all the good cds
So many will try but none can be me
Cuz you can’t calculate the depth of my planning see
K Sos they thought my mama might of named me cheese
Hand in the cookie jar you didn’t see these thieves
See these dreams too fast for your rapid eye movement
You can’t only blame yourself we told you you knew it

Chorus: (Rams)
Hey mister camera man get ready
My maneuvers are steady
And no ones fed me you can hear it in melody
And are you ready for me
Because I’m ready for you
Hip hop this is the life that I choose
No turning back now
Man can’t act clown
Oh look at that new sound
Father is finally proud
And I’m finally allowed to be the way that I been
I no longer have to sit around and pretend

Verse: (Rams)
I look at these Miami colors
And hand a blunt to my brother
No we don’t got the same mother
But we got love for each other
What does the rest of the nation
Know about a ganja soul
I know those island boys know
I burn the green to blow the gold
I let me finally product mold spiritually
Let my plots play out slow
Or so I’m told but are you hearing me
Nah you can’t hear this
Do I need to turn it up
A warm welcome for the dutch
My feet in sand I can’t be touched
I’m clutch
This is a must
California or bust
I barely had enough
To get on that greyhound bus
With no one to trust
The drugs made it a rush
And plus my throat didn’t hurt as much
If I swallowed what I crushed
I could swallow a bunch
And not have to buy lunch or
Dinner and just sit around and get thinner
But in Hollywood that actually makes you bigger
Mama’s only sons a winner
Bank account amount and figures
Treated as a teen chasing dreams
….so he leaned, he was fucked up
If you know what I mean
Rehab didn’t teach him a thing
Just gave him the free time
To learn how to breathe when he sing
And then he got out
And put another pill in his damn mouth
And told the camera man what he was thinking about
And this is how it went about
Hey mr camera man get ready
My maneuvers are steady
And no ones fed me you can hear it in my melody
And are you ready for me
Because im ready for you
Hip hop this is the life that I chose