Colt - Can I Flow Yo (C.o.l.t. Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Alright, look. I just wanna let you know whether I spit this fast or spit this slow, my flow is a hundred percent my flow. So my question to you is, can I flow yo. (Go!)

[Hook]
Can I Flow Yo? Flow! Can I Flow Yo? Go! Can I Flow Yo? Flow! Can I Flow Yo? Go! Can I Flow Yo? Flow! Can I Flow Yo? Go! Can I Flow Yo? Flow! Can I Flow Yo? Go! Can I Go Yo? Flow! Can I Go Yo? Go! Can I Go Yo? Flow! Can I Go Yo? Go! Can I Go Yo? Flow! Yo! Let's go!

[Verse 1]
Yo! Brotha pass me the mic and I promise ya I'll be spittin nothin but truth
Even if I gotta shove it up in your ear, it's a little bit of somethin that you've gosta hear
Same name who brought pain to the game
You guessed it
I'm C.o.l.t. and I'm fannin the flame mayne
(Speed it up!)
Even if I gotta be murdered or martyred, I'm finna follow the fatha cuz I'm gonna send my message to the world!
I'm sendin the mission to people missin the gospel even if I have to be put in the hospital!
I'm that fully automatic fanatic releasin addicts from they attics With my rap fashion
Dashin the passion
But bashin the rap tactic
I can get frantic on the track, but I'm gonna be comin in hectic
Classic C.o.l.t. threw a dropkick at a beat
And the scene was drastic when he hit it with a slick gimmick involving a sidekick
There's a panic in the studio
Cause I'm in there tearin the fabric in half
And gettin a broomstick and knockin this beat in the head
You could call it brainsick
And sendin it home cause it's homesick
Lyrics are gonna be flyin faster than Sonic
Why do you think I spit so quick
Ain't no way to stop me
I'm too artistic
And it's horrific
That I'm comin to diminish
And finish
The rappers that are skittish
In such a squeamish way
Gotta accomplish this
So I'ma demolish this
With the ability to be easily distinguished
Because of how the beats I rap over are vanquished
But I'm underestimated
And hated
Plus I'm taunted and tested
Eluded and secluded
But I'm gonna continue rappin cause I gotta make somethin happen

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I'm finna flow and when I go, I ain't gotta ask can I flow yo!
(Oh!)
Even if I spit a little too fast I'm finna give all the glory to God
I'm takin and makin and shapin up my lyrical style and rippin it apart
I'm gonna be killin every single beat that I get up on
So when I get up on the microphone
It doesn't matter what kind of beat I hit
As long as I kill it for the King of the Kings
Sorry if you can't understand a word
It's just the way I roll when I'm flowin fast
I might be C.o.l.t. but I'm spittin faster than an AR-15!
Now what I'm about to say might leave you shocked cause it might get me shot
But I'm givin you the truth, and you wanna put it in a sock
I'm bringin it to the block with no Glock, I'm not 2Pac
Sin came knockin at your door and you answered it
Man you flew into that sin like a flock of birds
But I'm givin you the word
Because anything other than that is absurd
And I'm just prayin that you heard
My vision is blurred
Speech is slurred
And sometimes I'm even lookin like a nerd
But with the beat conquered
All I can say is he should've been more armored
And with the speed of this, some people prolly thinkin it's altered
But I'm not bothered
Cause if you hearin me, I know you gotta be feelin me
When I hit you with the agility
Already know I got the ability to shut em off
Lyrically, I'm dangerous
Spiritually, I'm armed
There's no way you getting passed me
Literally

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
A lot of people said I would never make it
Cause you ever heard a Christian flowin
Oh, I heard a Christian flowin
Just not in the way you thinkin
And if you never heard a Christian flowin
Maybe you not lookin hard enough
And if I never make it, maybe I'm not goin hard enough
But C.o.l.t. is a monster with a microphone and he's reawaken With earthshakin rhymin
Groundbreakin lyrics that are overtakin every single emcee there Ever was
There ain't no Glock in my back pocket
But I'm gonna be comin in and killin everything and anything
I'm so unpredictable, I got even the hatas lookin in awe
Gotta give It to em' raw!
(Le me give em somethin real quick!)
Yo! C.o.l.t. Finna blow up this track
You can't even stop this flowin
So I'ma keep it goin till the mic explodes
So, ya better le me keep it like the fully automatic fanatic C.o.l.t. shootin like a balloon spewin helium
Just as I spit these lyrics
I swear, I know a lotta rappers that be rappin like they six
I know lot of em only lookin for the sex
That's only one of the reasons I'm spittin these lyrics
And I ain't even finna flex
But I'm comin and breakin em off
Actin a fool
Runnin out of fuel, so let me refill my tank
(Breathes)
Ok, I caught my breath


[Hook]