Poor Righteous Teachers — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson Can I Start This?
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « Can I Start This? » de Poor Righteous Teachers.
Paroles
Wise, Culture man, I got one more track left, what’s up?
What’s up man, what you wanna do?
Huh?
What you wanna DO?
Yo, man, IQ over here says, man, he want us to do one more chumpy,
so you wanna kick somethin, or you wanna, you know, what’s up?
Yo check, here go what we’re gonna do. Since you’ve been makin all them funky
new radical, butt naked booty stinkin' type a style a beats, we gonna let you
get a taste. So you come on in the sound proof, and rock some of that rubbish
you been writin
Yo… I’m gonna rock a little somethin' too man, so um… get things right
Word up
Can I. Can I start this?
Word is bond you can start this!
Do dat!
Ahh like that! About to get dumb stupid, word up!
Yo, what’s goin on Q man? Yo… Yeah, shut that door man, yo
Ayo Culture Freedom! It’s about time you showed some loyalty to this too!
Word up! I’m goin' do that!
Yo well check this out, yo yo. Take some of that echo out and I’m gonna kick
it like this
Yo Harvee! Harvee Wallbangar!
Met Mrs Coathanger
In the compartment of their apartment
Down with the upside down closet department
So you figure it
But please don’t be a bigot
Make like a wino, and swig it
Down your mouth your throat, your esophagus
I’m too smooth — so get offa this
Sucka. You can’t withstand the momentum
Take em one a day, and a Centrum vitamin. Mr Weasel
My mike’s like a painting, mike stand’s an easel
You go Rambo, I go Predator
Competitor, editor, creditor, and much better than a
Quacker. Rapper. Who thinks he’s like Dapper
Dan like a seal I keep em clapping his hands
Balancing, a ball on his nose
And goin' «Ert ert ert!» and striking a pose
For the camera. But you say «How?»
I say are you an Indian? «Who?» — now you’re an owl
Hooting. Like a bird always tooting
Polluting, the atmosphere continually tooting and hooting and looting
Meanwhile I go freestyle
Hear the funky rap with PRT on Profile
I’m running out of breath, it’s time for Tone to pass it
Huh-hua! Yo Wise, please gas it
Once again, yes my friend, tends to build up my empire
Poor Righteous Teachers, teachers
Dem said Poor Righteous Triers
Yeah now that we succeeding they must seat that weak suggestion
Cause now they even students to the Teachers and the lesson
No guessing, oh how I love to bomb a weak hypothesis
Listen cause I’m dropping this
P-R-T posse rocking this
Smooth with the roughness, this sexy style, yet
How can I sink into the crescent of the soul? check
Stummer’s comin', step the rhythm
There goes P-R-T posse gone, cannot keep up with 'em
They rocked and they rolled
Rolled meaning stepped
Back upon divine land that’s the projects that they rep
Sometimes the teachers teachers show then tell the tribe a-yo let’s go
Pack up the equipment get me back into the ghetto
Yo um, Culture Freedom, I think it’s about that time you showed and proved to
yourself — do that!
I’m gonna do a little somethin like this --
Here’s an inorganic, bomb but don’t panic
I’m the soul controller, revolving nine planets
Yes, I’m manifesting, a blessing from the heavens
Peace, to all the queens, submitting to the seven
I’m the asiatic, based on mathematic
You’re the jive junkie, sack crack fanatic
Write a knowledge knowledge, wisdom be purified
My wisdom will receive, reflect and amplify
understanding that makes it understood, yo
I’m Culture Freedom — now ain’t that good?
I use the power of refinement to serve the justice
I dare you snakes, to ever try to touch this
I deal equal, that’s equality
Freezing your domes, giving no apology
Seven and a half, you know that’s God
Tell em, truth is food, word is bond
I build and destroy as the earth keeps proving
Surrounded by filth but protected with clothing
Shelter’s where I store my knowledge to born
Love is in the cipher, so I go on
Peace!
It’s for the cause that I’m rappin' this
Love brings peace, and peace brings happiness
Total satisfaction, from one’s own actions
If not? Then there’s a fatal reaction
You call it static in the attic the static will be dynamic
You say you’re satisfied? Well I’m flattered
At the end of this verse, you know who rules
I have my mathematics divine with twelve jewels
And there the brothers and the others that lack
Yo um, here comes the beat, but I’ll be back
Word!
Crash-mashin the set, you know what I’m sayin? CF is in full effect;
Poor Righteous Teachers, Tony D, and the PRT Posse, gettin' stupid, dumb,
retarded, and all that, you know what I’m sayin?
IQ, North Side Productions
gettin Radically — um — dep, dep-a-dep-a-depa-deba-doh
By the way, sayin' peace to all the gods of the universe
Yo I’d like to give a special thanks to PRT for giving me the opportunity to
produce their album
And my boy Shaheed, know what I’m sayin, rockin that funky new radical hip hop
scratchin that no one else can be catchin cuts; I’d like to say peace you know
what I’m sayin? And we in this
That was a positive universal greeting! We in this!
Ay, kick em some of that flow, dope, fly gear… you know what I’m saying?
And we outta here
Traduction des paroles
Je suis à bout de souffle, il est temps pour le ton de passer
Hein-hua! Yo Sage, veuillez gaz
Encore une fois, oui, mon ami, tend à construire mon empire
Pauvres enseignants justes, enseignants
Dem dit pauvres justes Trèves
Ouais maintenant que nous réussissons ils doivent asseoir cette suggestion faible
Parce que maintenant ils ont même des étudiants aux enseignants et à la leçon
Pas de devinettes, oh comment j'aime bombarder une hypothèse faible
Ecoute parce que je laisse tomber ça
P-R-T posse rocking cette
Lisse avec la rugosité, ce style sexy, encore
Comment puis-je sombrer dans le croissant de l'âme? vérifier
Stummer arrive, accélère le rythme
Il va p-r-t posse parti, ne peut pas suivre ' em
Ils ont secoué et ils ont roulé
Roulé sens étagé
Retour sur la terre divine ce sont les projets qu'ils représentent
Parfois, les enseignants montrent les enseignants puis disent à la tribu a-yo allons-y.
Range le matériel Ramène moi dans le ghetto
Yo um, Culture liberté, je pense que c'est à peu près le moment où vous avez montré et prouvé
vous-même-faites ça!
Je vais faire un petit quelque chose comme ça --
Voici une bombe inorganique, mais ne paniquez pas
Je suis le contrôleur de l'âme, tournant neuf planètes
Oui, je manifeste, une bénédiction du ciel
Paix à toutes les reines, soumission aux sept
Je suis l'Asiatique, basé sur mathematic
Vous êtes le junkie jive, fanatique de crack sack
Ecrire une connaissance connaissance, sagesse être purifié
Ma sagesse recevra, réfléchira et amplifiera
comprendre qui le fait comprendre, yo
Je suis Culture liberté - maintenant n'est-ce pas bon?
J'utilise le pouvoir du raffinement pour servir la justice
Je vous défie serpents, à jamais essayer de toucher à ce
Je traite de l'égalité, c'est l'égalité
Geler vos dômes, ne donner aucune excuse
Sept ans et demi, tu sais que C'est Dieu
Dis-leur, la vérité est la nourriture, la parole est le lien
Je construis et détruis comme la terre ne cesse de le prouver
Entouré de saleté mais protégé par des vêtements
Refuge où je stocke mes connaissances né
L'amour est dans le chiffre, alors je continue
La paix!