NightWalker - Hip-Hip History 101 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1:]

Yo, yo this is hip-hop the purest form of rock there ever was
Y'all can keep on saying it's gonna die but it never does
It never will, cause dope emcees will keep on flexing skills
With or without a record deal, I always kept it real
Remember the feelin' the first time that you heard Iron Man
Even if you weren't into rap, you were surprised like damn
This shit is dope, nod and let your mind expand
And put your hands up if you ever poured Old English in your frying pan
Hip-Hop is older and wiser, no it ain't dying fam
If you can't see that, then you need an eye exam
Now I'm a man, but when I was a younger cat
The radio would play dope songs, and now it's fuckin' wack
Corn balls rappin' about guns and crack
But it's all a fantasy, it's all made up, and nothing's fact
I live the stuff that I spit when I'm in the booth
And I still bump Ill Street Blues and Living Proof
Let's go

Chorus:

[sampler: This is raw as ever hip-hop. Represent for hip-hop. This is raw rap. Raw to the floor, raw like reservoir dawg.]

[Verse 2:]

Yo, I remember being like 13 higher than Red Man
Mesmerized by Rock Raiders, Crossfader at the Wet Lands
Brent Lubian <--(?) at Tramps seem like last night
Lord Finesse hosted and Big L hit my glass pipe
Security was tight so you had to keep it on the low
And a bouncer stole my bag and dunked out at the Killer Army show
I got my flow, and I'm heavy on the scene now
But I used to get nervous when older kids would make me freestyle
Peace to freestyle, and the arsonists
I used to bump As The World Burns, chill and spark a splif
Onyx stayed in my walkman riding on the bus
And I still think that people slept on ???
I'm oldschool, kids got beat up for free stuff
And I listened to 4-5-6 more times than I seen the beat nuts
Now turn the beat up, like you still a fan
Or I'ma be real and show you how I can just kill a man

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

Yo, after me and Grim made Hip-Hop Harder Than Concrete
I met the Anti-Stars and Lock Shows at Dock Street
I'm the ?? 30 deep <--(?), Matt Zone promoted him
Staten Island days, he was the backbone of the whole shit
Before that, I was the kid that took your jewelry
Now we were packin' venues from L.E.S. to the Brooklyn brewery
When My New Jewels <--(?) and Philly Heads opened for us
We were so wild, we got banned from the Barry Poetry Club
And after that, these promoters always made their payments
But we kept it underground, in the CBGB basement
Around the time I added ACL to my name
Me and Smokes were killin' it in Brooklyn but out of state shows were insane
If you ask me, my crew dropped the illest shit
We made classic records like Lunar Patterns with Sidius
Check the sylabis, we still the sickest rappers spittin'
You want to bring it back, I'll bring it forward homie, that's my mission

[Chorus]

"Did you say over? Nothing is over until we decide it is."