RodiMiS - Note To Self [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1:RodiMiS]

Y'all take my writens to complete existance
Resistance against my instrument
I told you
Weaponry relies inside my vocals
Approach a choke hold we never spoke of
Attacking chapters of rappers
Who still need illustration
Contemplated on my word play
Phrase I say
Convey, and wrong way you walkin'
Microphone is broken in yah office
Like General Grievous
Kill and keep the item the you need
High altitude rap
Come to my level
And I see that y'all forced to bleed
It's obvious y'all can't compare to my oxygen
The science of lungs
Rhymes stick to em
Like concrete and gum
Emcee's play women
Leaving domestic violence kept in the writens
Spitting venom, fly guys caught in my web of interest

[Hook]

Mellow, Mellow, Right On

[Verse 2:RodiMiS]

Catch what I want
Please exceed introducing what you don't need
Apparently everything
Tired of flexing manners
Y'all keep up mannerisms
Rhymes giving out aneurysms
Panicking your studios turn to panic rooms
Stop the words
Watch for the iller
Needed the vision of Forest Whitaker
Pillage the image
Never was an artist
Metaphors turn retarded
The man who starts finishes
Can't flip a script, even after you film it
Y'all learn yah roots
Y'all play clones
Y'all film that's been exposed
Playin a no show
Note to self
Clownin with a bozo is a no no
Funny lines
Hypnotic style
Fresh steps golden road tiles
This is classy bile
Shrinkin bowels lookin like rat projectiles

[Hook]

Equal my institution
Incorporated records are broken
Played and cheated worth a chuckie cheese token
Crush your gramophone
Music is anarchy, no reason for votin
Gritty what I'm spitting
Y'all the dust in industry
Y'all the try in industry
Kept dreamin so I called Freddy
Watch my youth overcome your longevity
Style ain't different veterans say y'all elementary
Seems man is cocky with the cockney talkin
Still walking with a degree and prestige left for fiends
Mind over matter
What matters still roams the mind
And I climb to reach time
Time of the A.I's kick in the unofficial
So the PF Fly's talkin
Raw soul, beats from Pete Rock
Need to make asses out yourself assume the next rhyme