Jimmy E.L.E - Funky Freestyle Over Fast Lane [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Jimmy E.L.E]
I'm in the fast lane doing A hundred and fifty
While Jimmy swiftly evading billies rolling a philly and yelling COME GET ME niftly
Put it down every day every time every rhyme is so damn pretty
Every line of mine has a mind of its own so feel me
Really, like in your bloodstream
My cats got gats I call them cats because they love C.R.E.A.M
But more than that these cats they love DREAMS
Scheming on the scenes before these demons try to Double Team on JIMMY BEAMING
Meaning I'm leaning on any fiend to stop them from fiending and dreaming that they could stop Jimmy E.L.E's gleaming
Cement your face gone see, We meant to place your feet
Upside down on the ground, like girls take my SEMEN
You'll see Radical Capital E.L.E Vitamin C to the industry
Body a beat but I let it breathe, Bob and I weave like Muhammad Ali
Fly like a bird and sting like a bee, Naw I sting like a Word and Fly like a FREE
STYLE! It'll make it worth your while BOOM POW Superpower scales of a crocodile Hard skinned Criminal Screaming Out FUCK WITH ME NOW!

[Chorus: Jimmy E.L.E]
I'm rolling in the fast lane, while I'm rolling a blunt with this fast dame
It's a shame I don't even know her last name, but she know mine, and she don't mind to give me that brain, BRAIN

[Verse 2: Jimmy E.L.E]
Drain the flow, flame insane, like when propane explode, mixed with cocaine, that's blow for those lames in case they show on a Game Show
Made to blow, and reach the unattainable, Mt. EVEREST so I could rest in snow, cause I'm too cold, Believe I need to be kept in the freeze at 8 below
Cause when I BREEZE past emcees, then it's too late to GO
They get weak in the knees like S.W.V
The flow
Came from the gene of a man who would bleed and succeed in raising his seed into some decent folk
And he's the reas I spoke, cause in my history when I was sneezing coke, wheezing or just being broke, my FAST LANE living kept me from even seeing my folks on Thanksgiving
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[Chorus 2: Jimmy E.L.E]
Cause I was rolling in the fast lane, when I was rolling this blunt with this bad dame, it was a shame I didn't even know her last name, but she knew mine, and didn't mind to give me that brain

[Verse 3: Jimmy E.L.E]
Back to smother them with another one like a shot of rum
RUN JIMMY RUN 151 RUN JIMMY RUN 151
Stunt and these niggas Front, What the fuck they Want?
To lay em out on my LAWN like a motherfucking palm FROND
So I could be the ONE, like my motherfucking name was JUAN!?
Naw, I'm a NICARAGUAN so Whata-Gwan!?

[Chorus 3: Jimmy E.L.E]
Now I'm rolling in the FAST LANE, the microphone or the chrome will leave a bad stain
The flow will tag your toe and take your fucking last name
So if you niggas wanna play then bring your own game
GAME

[Verse 4: Jimmy E.L.E]
GAME OVER
In the lane with a motherfucking soldier
Camouflaged in black with a pad on his back and a pen in his holster
THIS IS THE END THEY SPOKE A
When they told you you'de be GHOST A
By the end of the week, by the end of the beat
DISCLOSURE
By a man who would be indubitably the CLOSER
In the fate of a race you would taste over bass Disorder
You're body be placed on a plate and cut to quarters
IT'S OVER, IT'S OVER, IT'S OVER, IT's OOOVVEEER