Johnny, The MC - Intro [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

There was time like this
Where I would rhyme like this
And spit lines like this
And be defined as this

Young kid, who once was afraid to pick up a mic
Cause I was young at the time, my lyrics didn't sound right
But I grown older, got humble, music kept me out of trouble
Wrote so much that, you can call my lyrics subtle

Nowadays when I walk around the hood
People try to shake my hand like '' whats good ''
Aiight, you can try to be my friend and all
Go and play pretend and all, but all that nonsense is too much and I'mma just end it all

Before niggas wouldn't talk to me, wouldn't walk with me
But know that I make music, you start stalking me

'' remember me when you're famous '' tryna sound shameless
While other niggas be on the mic, sounding brainless
I'm in the booth, I'm never effortless
Check the evidence, my mind elements
Always contain a preference

Hip-Hop minister
Flow remains sinister
90's getting into ya, when the beat is hittin' ya

Kicks like Van Damme or Van Dam
Hits like Grand Slams
And I got six like Parham

Is that Johnny awh man, he about to murder it
To where you never heard of it, putting clowns back in circuses

So be prepared, or you'll be scared, forget the whack theories
All that's left to say is yo, welcome to the Black Series