Paroles et traduction Quebonafide feat. The Returners & KRS-One - To nie jest hip-hop

To nie jest hip-hop

Do słowa hip-hop zrymowałem tu już każde słowo
Do słowa hip-hop zrymowałem tu już każde słowo
Returnersi...
Quebonafide, KRS-One!
Let's go! Watch this!

Too many critics and not enough rhymes
This was fake, that was real, KRS, I bust lines
Get mine, here's the Teacha blazing your speaker
First I want to shout Quebonafide
With KRS-One we runnin' a double feature
Rappers wanna talk that shit we don't need ya
Hit 'em with the heater and a hundred degrees
Who are you to tell anyone what's a real MC, please
Critics don't get it cause critics don't spit it
Clubs they never in it, come quick to critique a lyric
"That's not real hip-hop" I don't wanna hear it
Hip-hop is real and you dudes don't come near it
Clear it, save it, the culture y'all betrayed it
Real hip-hop - the radio never plays it
No doubt, they trynna phase hip-hop out
By telling young people the cash is what it's about
That ain't real hip-hop, haters runnin' their mouths
It's real when KRS-One is in da house, yeah

I'm an artist from the start, hip-hop guided my heart
Watch and learn
Beats, rhymes and lyrics that's my life
Real hip-hop that's what I rock
I'm an artist from the start, hip-hop guided my heart
Oldschool, newschool, know school rules

Quebo, jaka to jest szkoła, że to taka klasa?
Jestem nowym Jobsem i cisza jak makiem zasiał
Twoja fanka, młody, tu ma ksywę dobra nasza
Możesz jeść z podłogi, bo ja cały czas zamiatam
Do Manhattanu przez Ciechanów - to brzmi jak z kawału
I tłumy fanów, nic dla szpanu, więc mnie dziecko daruj
Nie skusił mnie tu żaden majors, żaden label w kraju
A teraz wszędzie leci, kotek, Johnny Walker z kranu
Już zaczynałeś wierzyć w to, że nie wyjdzie pomału
Ale prędzej dostanę tę wizę do, nie wiem, Bhutanu
Wróć, nie robię nic dla szpanu
Poza byciem raperem, byciem raperem, byciem raperem
Nie byciem raperem i tym pierścieniem z Radżastanu
Nie mów mi nic o wygrywaniu, jak go nie znasz za grosz
Twoja psycha jest jak lista Forbesa chłopcze - ma dość
Przeszedłem przez każdy szczebel robiąc swoje jak gość, i
Najlepszego wszystkim życzę

Podróż co prowadzi od Polski aż po Nowy Jork
Piszę teksty i nagrywam rap
Zapierdalam wciąż
Prawdziwy hip-hop w waszych żyłach płynie nonstop
KRS, Que
Płyniemy pod prąd
Podróż co prowadzi od Polski aż po Nowy Jork
Piszę teksty i nagrywam rap
Zapierdalam wciąż
Que, KRS-ONE
Ciary na plecach
Nowy wymiar i definicja nowojorskiego brzmienia

Kiedyś Mobb Deep i 2Pac, pierwsze Doggi od Snoopa
Dziś leci masa młodych, masa nowych, sporo słucham
Powiedz "To się wyklucza", wjeżdżam jak Kobe na dwutakt
Skurwysyńsko wyjątkowy jakbym kupił nowy Wu-Tang

I'm an artist from the start, hip-hop guided my heart
Watch and learn
Beats, rhymes and lyrics that's my life
Real hip-hop that's what I rock
Podróż co prowadzi od Polski aż po Nowy Jork
Piszę teksty i nagrywam rap
Zapierdalam wciąż
Prawdziwy hip-hop w waszych żyłach płynie nonstop
KRS, Que
Płyniemy pod prąd

This Is Not Hip-Hop

I've rhymed every word to the word hip-hop
I've rhymed every word to the word hip-hop
Returners...
Quebonafide, KRS-One!
Let's go! Watch this!

Too many critics and not enough rhymes
This was fake, that was real, KRS, I bust lines
Get mine, here's the Teacha blazing your speaker
First I want to shout Quebonafide
With KRS-One we runnin' a double feature
Rappers wanna talk that shit we don't need ya
Hit 'em with the heater and a hundred degrees
Who are you to tell anyone what's a real MC, please
Critics don't get it cause critics don't spit it
Clubs they never in it, come quick to critique a lyric
"That's not real hip-hop" I don't wanna hear it
Hip-hop is real and you dudes don't come near it
Clear it, save it, the culture y'all betrayed it
Real hip-hop - the radio never plays it
No doubt, they trynna phase hip-hop out
By telling young people the cash is what it's about
That ain't real hip-hop, haters runnin' their mouths
It's real when KRS-One is in da house, yeah

I'm an artist from the start, hip-hop guided my heart
Watch and learn
Beats, rhymes and lyrics that's my life
Real hip-hop that's what I rock
I'm an artist from the start, hip-hop guided my heart
Oldschool, newschool, know school rules

Quebo, what kind of school is this, that it's such a class?
I'm the new Jobs and the silence is like poppy seeds sown
Your fan, young man, here has the nickname "our good one"
You can eat from the floor, because I'm sweeping all the time
To Manhattan through Ciechanów - that sounds like a joke
And crowds of fans, nothing for show, so spare me, kid
No major tempted me here, no label in the country
And now it's playing everywhere, kitty, Johnny Walker from the tap
You were starting to believe it wouldn't come out slowly
But I'll get that visa to, I don't know, Bhutan sooner
Come back, I don't do anything for show
Except being a rapper, being a rapper, being a rapper
Not being a rapper and this ring from Rajasthan
Don't tell me anything about winning if you don't know him at all
Your psyche is like the Forbes list boy - it's had enough
I went through every level doing my thing as a guest, and
I wish everyone the best

A journey that leads from Poland to New York
I write lyrics and record rap
I'm still working hard
Real hip-hop flows nonstop in your veins
KRS, Que
We're going against the current
A journey that leads from Poland to New York
I write lyrics and record rap
I'm still working hard
Que, KRS-ONE
Goosebumps
A new dimension and definition of the New York sound

Once Mobb Deep and 2Pac, the first Doggs from Snoop
Today a lot of young people are flying, a lot of new ones, I listen to a lot
Say "It's mutually exclusive", I come in like Kobe on a two-stroke
Fucking exceptional like I bought a new Wu-Tang

I'm an artist from the start, hip-hop guided my heart
Watch and learn
Beats, rhymes and lyrics that's my life
Real hip-hop that's what I rock
A journey that leads from Poland to New York
I write lyrics and record rap
I'm still working hard
Real hip-hop flows nonstop in your veins
KRS, Que
We're going against the current