Jet 2 - Where I Take The Flow [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Said I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with my headphones
Cause every time I spit it feels like my head's gone
Nigga I'm in the zone, this is what I call home
Driving Wrekless, but I do not steer wrong
Crying to the music, every beat I tear off
Like it is just mere cloth; softer than meerschaum
They like what am I on, nigga what am I on
Hop up on the jet, blast off, we're off, nigga
'Til I'm in the bentley like my first name's Fonzworth
No bullshit, bull fighter, I'm a Don
Even chickies rolling with me probably fight you like Milan
Them bitches crazy

[Chorus](2x)
Where would I take the flow
Do you know? Cause I don't
I don't know where I take the flow
Nigga I just spit it like blah blah blah blah blah

[Verse 2]
Jet 2 the random, I'm too much for them to handle
I Hannibal Lecter you bitches, lecture you niggas
Professional spitting, I do it as if I didn't
I never thought of quitting, that's never been a decision
But listen
I ran into succes, perfect collision, what's missing
Standing ovation and acclamation and admiration
I'm chasing my dreams racing with my subconscious vision
I'm viewing competiton as whatever conscious isn't
I'm so constant with my committment
Constantly I envision success on the platter like a bunch of dishes
Determined, I'm hitting like double vision
Stuck to the glory road, gum, no double mint bih

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Check it
I'm in L.A. with the Charger like San Diego's the Dodgers
Get up in her bagel and make her thick as Toccara
Hit it, flick her a flower, flea flicker
Toss it up, quarterback, throw it at me, pick it like Ronde Barber
I'm the product of tomorrow
Pulling ladies pumping gas into the Solaras
And explore her like Safari
Ken, I have a minarge with Barbies
Nicki looking at me like niggie you silly
Take that like he didn't give me Diddy did he
Bang bang make her call me Chidi niggie
Roll around the whole city
The passenger seat is a video vixie
That I think I'm 'bout to split like 50/50
Niggie, I feel gritty, grind like a 50/50
Niggie I shine like limelight, publicity niggie
Feel me, I'm like I might be outside the box like a mime
When I rhyme, no Milli Vanilli

[Chorus](4x)

[Verse 4]
Jet 2 the random
Flow is my weapon and I swing it like Lancers
On like a lantern
Long like tall ass long-legged dancers
Yo' flow wet, but my flow damper
My flow sexy, yo' flow a hoe nigga
My flow smash, nigga big dick bandit
Yo' flow Pluto, nigga my flow Saturn
Big ass ring around the shit like the planet
I'm just bored, nigga kidding, big box of pampers
Yo' girl call me baby like I cannot fit in pants yet
All I hear is damn, yes, uh, oh, and yeah
Hyrdoplane in her with the jet, did I land yet
Uh oh, damn yes, that's her answer
Get her, then I get her off with the tongue and hand set
She say that my shit go, ready and set
Uh oh, damn yes, damn yes

[Chorus](4x)