Paroles et traduction Puro Soultrain feat. Yazee - White Men Can't Jump

White Men Can't Jump

Se faccio ancora questa merda devi capire il perché
Da questi speakers metriche corrono come le sneakers sopra un parquet
Entra Puro e si alzerà il Par Terre manco fossi Tony Parker
Noi ti vediamo tutto pimpante con la tua finta arte
Mettiti in disparte o ti passiamo sopra alla Vince Carter Yo
Questa cultura qua non si dimentica io sto con lei dialettica mica coccole
La tecnica di White Chocolate
Volti le spalle alla vera scuola poi come uno stronzo torni
Già conto i giorni sul beat volano sberle Alonzo Mourning
Ricevi meno di quello che dai non so se sai
Qua zero musica da pen-drive sganciamo le bombe alla Glen Rice (Aight)
Sotto esame sei rimandato a settembre
Tu duri poco dentro questo gioco quando mi impongo da gambler
Al colpo di cassa sale la temperatura con combo da febbre
In questa zona sai che non si passa Mutombo Dikembe
Sta gente sui palchi t' incanta più rapaci dei Falchi di Atlanta
Entro in campo e il grido già scatta chiedilo a Guido Bagatta
Qua non si aspetta tutti che senza respiro ti mettono fretta
Ma sono libero come in un tiro dalla lunetta, Soultrain
Classe alla Hardaway classe numero '86
La metrica scende giù liscia come uno Chardonnay
Quello che desideri quando ti porto rime e flow
Ma resto magico nella delivery un po' come Stockton to Malone

You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk

Ora non mi fermo più spero che non si sia fatto tardi
Sto rap come una partita io te la racconto su quattro quarti
Le mani su sugli spalti manco fossi entrato con un Winchester
Puoi dire bye bye sai che volo più high di Clyde Drexler
Non le cambi ste teste a patti non scendo amico lo ripeto
Questi principi io me li difendo tipo Gary Payton
Ogni rima voglio che sia perfetta e che ti scuota
E che faccia la differenza come Kevin Garnett a Minesota (Bow)
Zero dissensi conta l' arte che tu dispensi in musica ci si misura
Ma non c'è statura chiedi a Steve Francis
Brilla pure a fari spenti se davvero vuoi stare tra i vincenti
Ho visto sciupare talenti stelle cadenti Grant Hill
Cresciuto tra Basket e Rap sai che è così dal Wutang a Kobe
Da Shawn Kemp a Sean P sempre insieme ai B-boys usando "yo" come er "daje" a Roma
Col suono della Bad Boys come I Detroit di Isaiah Thomas
Puro, mando a scuola con questi miei metodi Jason Kidd
Rispetto per le leggende e posso ancora sentire quell' eco di chi ci ha lasciato sul campo
Con speranze ed aneddoti Rest in Peace Tupac e Biggie come Drazen Petrovic

You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk

White Men Can't Jump

If I'm still doing this shit you need to understand why
From these speakers metrics are running like sneakers on a parquet
Puro enters and the Par Terre will rise like Tony Parker
We see you all dapper with your fake art
Step aside or we'll run you over like Vince Carter Yo
This culture here doesn't forget I'm with her dialectically not cuddles
White Chocolate's technique
You turn your back on the true school then like a fool you come back
Already counting the days on the beat flying slaps Alonzo Mourning
You receive less than you give I don't know if you know
Here zero music from pen-drive we drop bombs like Glen Rice (Aight)
Under examination you are postponed to September
You don't last long in this game when I impose myself as a gambler
At the beat drop the temperature rises with fever combos
In this area you know you can't pass Mutombo Dikembe
These people on stages enchant you more rapacious than the Atlanta Hawks
I enter the court and the cry already breaks out ask Guido Bagatta
Here they don't wait for everyone to breathlessly rush you
But I'm free as in a shot from the scope, Soultrain
Hardaway class, class of '86
The metric goes down smooth like a Chardonnay
What you desire when I bring you rhymes and flow
But I remain magical in delivery a bit like Stockton to Malone

You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk

Now I don't stop anymore I hope it's not too late
I'm rapping like a game I tell you about it in four quarters
Hands up in the stands like I'd walked in with a Winchester
You can say bye bye you know I fly higher than Clyde Drexler
You don't change these heads on bets I'm not coming down friend I repeat
These principles I defend myself like Gary Payton
Every rhyme I want it to be perfect and shake you
And that makes the difference like Kevin Garnett in Minnesota (Bow)
Zero dissent counts the art that you spend in music you measure yourself
But there's no stature ask Steve Francis
Shine even with the lights off if you really want to be among the winners
I've seen talent wasted shooting stars Grant Hill
Grew up between Basketball and Rap you know it's like that from Wutang to Kobe
From Shawn Kemp to Sean P always together with the B-boys using "yo" like the "come on" in Rome
With the sound of the Bad Boys like the Detroit of Isaiah Thomas
Puro, I'm sending to school with these methods of mine Jason Kidd
Respect for the legends and I can still hear that echo of those who left us on the court
With hopes and anecdotes Rest in Peace Tupac and Biggie like Drazen Petrovic

You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk
You know white men can't jump yea I know white men can't jump
But on this beat yea this man can dunk