Telly - El Intro [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I ain't gonna do too much talking
Just let y'all know: my name's Telly
We're still learning, man
Rest in peace, Big L
Let's try and do this joint justice

Yo, every time I'm lost, I look to granny for my inspiration
Pen, a pad, and instrumental symbolizes dedication
Thanks to the fans who've been patiently waiting
Been a long time coming. Now you about to witness greatness
A long road, triumphs and obstacles
But if you keep the faith in God, anything is possible
Now lemme take time to rip this instrumental
Boutta put it on like L did. Ha, coincidental
Lyrically, I'm at a level where I'm getting better
Nice guy, can make your missus dash like salt and pepper
You like that? You should stay a while
It's like I'm battling a bathroom. My flow is so versatile
Gimme the beat, gimme the loot, gimme the strength to shoot the gift of gab
So ma dukes can eat with aristocrats
This or that, mix or match, switch your style up
I got the WiFi. You still dialed up
Big L died in 99 and I was born in 93, so when I was 6 I guess I had to claim his legacy
To be the dopest rhyme spitter, beat ripper, shape shifter, flame flicker AKA THAT NIGGA
So get at me, cuz these punchlines are all that like Kenan Thompson, Kel Mitchell and Amanda Bynes
A bag of rhymes. Words of a sage
Piss on your rhyme book. I call it yellow page
My mom is a poet. I'd do anything to make her smile
Her son in college, educated? Man, I know she proud
And when I listen to AZ, I think of my sis in AZ
Two beautiful ladies that made me, me
And to my bro in Chi-town, I know you shut it down
I miss freestyling with you. One mic, one sound
Take pleasure in all of your endeavors, cuz education transcends a fucking school lecture
So then you get better with time and gain wisdom
Fathers be there and raise your damn children
So they can live life and not fall victim to a gunshot wound caused by bad decision
Music is my heart. These chicks, I ain't tripping
Bought a chick a bangle and her love flipped like Jerome Simpson
Music gives me wings like Macklemore and I rather write a sixteen than a lab report
Cuz I'm a lyricist who will never sweat
I play with the words like I'm fingering the alphabet
Did you catch that? I'll let you ponder
I never act fake, though I'm prone to fucking drama
I swear, I'm so ahead of my time, I went to preschool with my mama
Promise. I gotta push the limit of my abilities and learn to have more humility
Cuz I know that I'm great. Duh. But I just want you to see
And join the movement, cuz there's always room for improvement
And I don't wanna sink. I wanna float like a cruise ship
Who's this? Telly
My favorite rapper was Big L, but I still bump Makaveli
And Biggie, Big Pun, Nas, KRS-One
Lyrical pioneers, the list goes on
So I gotta thank 'em all for the gift they left for me: an ear for music and an eye for creativity
Dreams come true and I'm living vividly cuz I wanna last forever. Be in your memories
So remember me. This is just a memo
Beginning of my story. This is just an intro
So you won't be disappointed with this journey
Every day's brand new and we're still learning
Welcome