Kooley High - All Day [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
So what you say y'all
We don't play y'all
And Kooley High is on the mic with no delay y'all
So what you say y'all
We don't play y'all
In Carolina we be rhymin' all day dog

[Verse 1: Tab-One]
Hey yo, pass the M-I-C and see
I might just make you love it
Cause I been gettin' busy on the beat so you could bump it
Now pump it
Up another level 'til you feelin' it
You say you want that real then homie chill cause I'm revealin' it
Tab diggy killin' it
Pressin' up the realest shit
Try to lose something like recession to the dealership
I'mma keep on drillin' it
Like my name was Exxon
Longer than a marathon, stronger than some Teflon
Kooley like them fake fingernails the way we press on
No longer will we linger homie we are next on
Y'all can take some days off, like Bernie Madoff
I'll be up in cinnies writing rhymes, watching playoffs
Good escape from losing everyone on that chaos
Got me feeling like Superman with his cape off
Time to put it back on
Give the people what they need
Music with some faith to let them know they can proceed
And as I live and breathe, that's how I'm doin' it
365, 24 sev, we movin'

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Charlie Smarts]
Hey yo, pass the M-I-C cause I be spittin' for the public
When I take a stand they say you could never budge it
I love it
We just come to pump your breaks so yield a bit
And let me grab the wheel
Them haters tires start to squeal and shit
Charlie is brilliant
You start me, I finish it
Can't see me with the squint, I'm higher than a ceiling is
We the illest from the bottom, but we comin' up
Shut it up
I don't have to wear them cuffs to toughen up
What the fuck is up
Nigga went from nothin' much to button ups
Now ladies wanna shag like the hair on Snuffaluffagus
They get a crush and pucker up
But I ain't got no time cause I'm focused on the rich
Cause they never suffer as much as us
They be lackluster, I'mma be that black buster
That can shoot off at the mouth like it was a gat buster
We be rhymin' off top, hope that I never see the pen
My driver never stop because I hold the key within'
And everytime I leave, girls sayin' "let's meet again"
But I'mma hit and run like Adrian Peterson

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Rapsody]
Yo, pass the mic and you might love me, huh
I ain't a 10? Well fuck it, Biggy was ugly
But rhymes made dimes want the fat niggas
So how you figure I can't run and get them fat figures?
And be the topic of discussion on the tweety, huh
Already done that, what I spit is for the needy, yeah
Early out the gate like a cold bowl of Wheaties
Woke up with a hunger for the mustard that I seedied, yeah
Planted and grew like early day dew
I got 'em wet, see they sweat both me and my crew
All day, afternoon and all night too
Gotta view like Miss Badu window seated on JetBlue
Nobody touchin' me, I touch the sky
Like cochise when I preach, hah, Cooley High
Schoolin' niggas and be spikin' gamma geiges
Steppin' up, you gotta do to reach this kooley fly
Steppin' up, you gotta do to reach this kooley fly
All day, all evening baby, all night, rap

[Outro]
All day y'all
All day y'all
All day