The Goondox - Stand Up (For the Love of Hip Hop) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[PMD]
(?) fake PMD touch, is goin'
Niggas be like, P. still flowin'
Creep the game without this haters knowin'
It's the crew (?) with Boondocks
(?) on strong island where the 40 guns came
Kids playin' with slingshots
6,3,1,5,1,6, the flow still slow
The flow still sick, P. Smith, still ill
(?) you know this, one half of the dream team
Pickin' up steam, Pickin' up cream

[Sean Strange]
Yo
Ayo, Microphone check 1, 2, I'm on the rampage
Can't blame Sean for the fact it ain't a fair game
I champaine with my family, no fake people
We ain't equal, I can make a good create evil
Needle on the record of vain, all drug related
Fuck the (?), my entire team is underrated
Breakin' down the industry, lyrically fit
You hate an army only mean that you ain't shit but a bitch
Whuddap


[Hook]

STAND UP
When my crew's in the spot
We the Goondox so let the beat knock
Now everybody put your HANDS UP
PMD, you wanted the baddest
You know the voice, you know the steam
With this mic apparatus

Now let the BEAT KNOCK
For the love of Hip Hop
Now let the BEAT KNOCK
For the love of Hip Hop
Now let the BEAT KNOCK
For the love of Hip Hop
Now let the BEAT KNOCK
For the love of Hip Hop


[PMD]
Police ready for my (?)
Stay on tour, with the Goondox
Did a lot of shows worldwide
Rappin' Hip Hop
Avenue parks or street blocks
Fisherman hat on, Dre Headphones
Let the beat knock

[Sean Strange]
When we drop, your team knock
I'll chase you down for three block
Kick you with my Reebok
I remenisce like Pete Rock
The beat hot, I gotta drop a line or two
You owe me money, I don't care you runnin'
I'll fuckin' findin' you

[PMD]
Track you down, scoop you up
Start reminding you, You can't run
You can't hide, cause we findin' you
Always came with the hot click, Goondox shit
Tryna go hard in the studio just like Pac did

[Sean Strange]
We knock shit, you'll never crack a combination
I'm like God you pacin', don't got a patience
For the entire population
Waitin' on the world to end
Rhymin' till my final breath
I'm tryin' to be perspective
For long after my time of death


[Hook]


[PMD]
I ain't old school, a new school, I'm timeless
If you can't see that, that's your fault, you blind kid
I'm in the studio with the live mic and the red light
Minds tight, fresh from the red-eye flight

[Sean Strange]
Yo, Yo
I grab my bag and a mic
And drop a (?) to rock to
I done a lot a shit in my life
That you cannot do
Forgot, who?, Sean Mic (?) correct
You dead in a sec, inject you with the American meth

[PMD & Sean]
Yeah, So just when you thought it was safe to make records
To rap through ?always back?
It's time to start ?wreckin'?
Sean Mic with ?slingshot?
Yeah I'm swingin' low
Watch you wanted be down with some H2O
As I go blow for blow, toe to toe
Flow for flow, any (?) PMD, Hell No
I blow rappers off course, like the SS (?)
That's not your rhyme sonny, so please let go my ?echo/ankle?


[Hook]