Official Music Video
Kick, Push (Remix) by Drake
Lyrics & Translation
English
Uh, what up y'all? Yeah
Soundtrack, what's popping baby?
If y'all ain't know
I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representing that First and Fifteenth, yeah, uh
And this one right here, I dedicate this one right here
To all my homies out there grinding
You know what I'm saying? Legally and illegally, ha ha
You know what I'm talking about?
So, check it out, uh
First got it when he was six, didn't know any tricks
Matter of fact, first time he got on it, he slipped
Landed on his hip and busted his lip
For a week, he had to talk with a lisp, like this
Now we can end the story right here
But shorty didn't quit, it was something in the air
Yeah, he said it was something so appealing
He couldn't fight the feeling, something about it
He knew he couldn't doubt it, couldn't understand it
Branded, since the first kick flip he landed, uh
Labeled a misfit, a bandit
Ka-kunk, ka-kunk, ka-kunk; his neighbors couldn't stand it
So, he was banished to the park
Started in the morning, wouldn't stop 'til after dark
And so he kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; coast
And away he rolled
Just a rebel to the world with no place to go
And so he kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; coast
So come and skate with me
Just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's kick
And push
And coast
Uh, uh, uh
What up, Lupe?
Chi-Town, check
My style is very Tennessee mixed with some Terry Kennedy
People barely remember me from back in the day
I done got some contacts and threw the glasses away
The time it took me to get cool was a massive delay, but check
It gets boring growing up in Memphis
Tryna become a pro, but keep showing up apprentice
Mama probably would've done anything to prevent this
Cause every single time I break a board, it gets expensive
Luckily, my aunt workin' as a nurse
So every time I needed something, she just reach up in her purse
And plus, she'd always give me speeches on the first
If I'm stayin' in her house, then I need to get some work
I tell her I was there on vacation
She said, "You need to be doing something other than skatin'
Why don't you go kick it with your uncle in the basement?
I'mma let him know that you comin', honey, he's waitin'"
So now, it's me in old-school checkered plaid
Playing chess, looking through some old-school record ads
He knew I didn't really wanna post here
Opened up the window and told me that the coast clear
And now I coast clear, take a deep breath
Feeling like the Pope's here, homie, this is recess
This is each test life's ever given me
A-plus graded by a teacher in a sweet dress
Yes, I'm literally Larnell Lewis with a
Kick and a snare, a kick flip in the air
The kid's sick denim jeans, put a rip in a pair
Just so the space ain't restricted in here, breathe again
Think it's obvious that they need my soul
My cousin's after Doe, like re-mi-fa-so
I said, "Auntie, this is a safe career"
She said, "Drake, I told you there was no skatin' here"
So I kick, push kick, push
Kick, push kick, push coast
Fast as the wheels replaced
I gotta find another hobby just to fill the space
So I kick, push
Kick, push kick, push
Kick, push coast
Peep the way I roll
Just a rebel, lookin' for a place to go
So I kick then push
And coast
Yeah, yeah
Before he knew, he had a crew that wasn't no punk
In they Spitfire shirts and SB dunks
They would push 'til they couldn't skate no more
Office building lobbies wasn't safe no more
And it wasn't like they wasn't getting chased no more
Just the freedom was better than breathing, they said
An escape route they used to escape out
When things got crazy, they needed to break out
They'd head to any place with stairs
Any good grinds, the world was theirs
And their four wheels would take them there
Until the cops came and said "There's no skating here"
And so they kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; coast
And away they rolled
Just rebels without a cause with no place to go
And so they kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; coast
So come roll with me
Just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's kick, uh, uh
And push, yeah, yeah
And coast
Ah ha, Swanky
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Kick, Push (Remix) by Drake
Kick, Push (Remix)* (original Drake)
Uh, what up y'all? Yeah
Soundtrack, what's popping baby?
If y'all ain't know
I go by the name of Lupe Fiasco
Representing that First and Fifteenth, yeah, uh
And this one right here, I dedicate this one right here
To all my homies out there grinding
You know what I'm saying? Legally and illegally, ha ha
You know what I'm talking about?
So, check it out, uh
First got it when he was six, didn't know any tricks
Matter of fact, first time he got on it, he slipped
Landed on his hip and busted his lip
For a week, he had to talk with a lisp, like this
Now we can end the story right here
But shorty didn't quit, it was something in the air
Yeah, he said it was something so appealing
He couldn't fight the feeling, something about it
He knew he couldn't doubt it, couldn't understand it
Branded, since the first kick flip he landed, uh
Labeled a misfit, a bandit
Ka-kunk, ka-kunk, ka-kunk; his neighbors couldn't stand it
So, he was banished to the park
Started in the morning, wouldn't stop 'til after dark
And so he kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; coast
And away he rolled
Just a rebel to the world with no place to go
And so he kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; coast
So come and skate with me
Just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's kick
And push
And coast
Uh, uh, uh
What up, Lupe?
Chi-Town, check
My style is very Tennessee mixed with some Terry Kennedy
People barely remember me from back in the day
I done got some contacts and threw the glasses away
The time it took me to get cool was a massive delay, but check
It gets boring growing up in Memphis
Tryna become a pro, but keep showing up apprentice
Mama probably would've done anything to prevent this
Cause every single time I break a board, it gets expensive
Luckily, my aunt workin' as a nurse
So every time I needed something, she just reach up in her purse
And plus, she'd always give me speeches on the first
If I'm stayin' in her house, then I need to get some work
I tell her I was there on vacation
She said, "You need to be doing something other than skatin'
Why don't you go kick it with your uncle in the basement?
I'mma let him know that you comin', honey, he's waitin'"
So now, it's me in old-school checkered plaid
Playing chess, looking through some old-school record ads
He knew I didn't really wanna post here
Opened up the window and told me that the coast clear
And now I coast clear, take a deep breath
Feeling like the Pope's here, homie, this is recess
This is each test life's ever given me
A-plus graded by a teacher in a sweet dress
Yes, I'm literally Larnell Lewis with a
Kick and a snare, a kick flip in the air
The kid's sick denim jeans, put a rip in a pair
Just so the space ain't restricted in here, breathe again
Think it's obvious that they need my soul
My cousin's after Doe, like re-mi-fa-so
I said, "Auntie, this is a safe career"
She said, "Drake, I told you there was no skatin' here"
So I kick, push kick, push
Kick, push kick, push coast
Fast as the wheels replaced
I gotta find another hobby just to fill the space
So I kick, push
Kick, push kick, push
Kick, push coast
Peep the way I roll
Just a rebel, lookin' for a place to go
So I kick then push
And coast
Yeah, yeah
Before he knew, he had a crew that wasn't no punk
In they Spitfire shirts and SB dunks
They would push 'til they couldn't skate no more
Office building lobbies wasn't safe no more
And it wasn't like they wasn't getting chased no more
Just the freedom was better than breathing, they said
An escape route they used to escape out
When things got crazy, they needed to break out
They'd head to any place with stairs
Any good grinds, the world was theirs
And their four wheels would take them there
Until the cops came and said "There's no skating here"
And so they kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; coast
And away they rolled
Just rebels without a cause with no place to go
And so they kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; coast
So come roll with me
Just a rebel looking for a place to be
So let's kick, uh, uh
And push, yeah, yeah
And coast
Ah ha, Swanky
Kick, Push (Remix) (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Uh, ¿qué pasa a todos? Sí
Soundtrack, ¿qué pasa, nena?
Si no lo saben
Me llamo Lupe Fiasco
Representando ese Primero y Quince, sí, uh
Y este de aquí, dedico este de aquí
A todos mis amigos que están ahí esforzándose
¿Sabes a lo que me refiero? Legal e ilegalmente, ja ja
¿Sabes de lo que estoy hablando?
Así que, échale un vistazo, uh
Primero lo consiguió cuando tenía seis años, no conocía ningún truco
De hecho, la primera vez que se subió, se resbaló
Aterrizó sobre su cadera y se reventó el labio
Durante una semana, tuvo que hablar con un ceceo, así
Ahora podemos terminar la historia aquí mismo
Pero el chico no se rindió, había algo en el aire
Sí, dijo que era algo tan atractivo
Que no podía luchar contra el sentimiento, algo al respecto
Sabía que no podía dudarlo, no podía entenderlo
Marcado, desde el primer kick flip que aterrizó, uh
Etiquetado como un inadaptado, un bandido
Ka-kunk, ka-kunk, ka-kunk; sus vecinos no lo soportaban
Así que, fue desterrado al parque
Comenzaba por la mañana, no paraba hasta después del anochecer
Y así él kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; costa
Y lejos rodó
Solo un rebelde para el mundo sin un lugar a donde ir
Y así él kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; costa
Así que ven y patina conmigo
Solo un rebelde buscando un lugar para estar
Así que vamos a kick
Y push
Y costa
Uh, uh, uh
¿Qué pasa, Lupe?
Chi-Town, revisa
Mi estilo es muy Tennessee mezclado con algo de Terry Kennedy
La gente apenas me recuerda de aquellos días
Me puse algunos lentes de contacto y tiré las gafas
El tiempo que me tomó ser genial fue un retraso masivo, pero revisa
Se vuelve aburrido crecer en Memphis
Tratando de convertirme en un profesional, pero sigo apareciendo como aprendiz
Mamá probablemente habría hecho cualquier cosa para evitar esto
Porque cada vez que rompo una tabla, se vuelve caro
Afortunadamente, mi tía trabaja como enfermera
Así que cada vez que necesitaba algo, ella simplemente buscaba en su bolso
Y además, siempre me daba discursos el primer día
Si me quedo en su casa, entonces necesito conseguir algo de trabajo
Le digo que estaba allí de vacaciones
Ella dijo: "Necesitas estar haciendo algo más que patinar
¿Por qué no vas a pasar el rato con tu tío en el sótano?
Le haré saber que vienes, cariño, él está esperando"
Así que ahora, estoy yo con un viejo plaid a cuadros
Jugando ajedrez, mirando algunos anuncios de discos de la vieja escuela
Él sabía que realmente no quería publicar aquí
Abrió la ventana y me dijo que la costa estaba despejada
Y ahora la costa está despejada, respiro hondo
Sintiéndome como si el Papa estuviera aquí, amigo, esto es recreo
Esta es cada prueba que la vida me ha dado
Calificado con A+ por una maestra con un vestido dulce
Sí, soy literalmente Larnell Lewis con un
Kick y una caja, un kick flip en el aire
Los jeans de mezclilla enfermos del chico, pon un agujero en un par
Solo para que el espacio no esté restringido aquí, respira de nuevo
Creo que es obvio que necesitan mi alma
Mi primo está tras Doe, como re-mi-fa-so
Le dije: "Tía, esta es una carrera segura"
Ella dijo: "Drake, te dije que no había patinaje aquí"
Así que yo kick, push kick, push
Kick, push kick, push costa
Tan rápido como las ruedas reemplazadas
Tengo que encontrar otro pasatiempo solo para llenar el espacio
Así que yo kick, push
Kick, push kick, push
Kick, push costa
Mira la forma en que ruedo
Solo un rebelde, buscando un lugar para ir
Así que yo kick luego push
Y costa
Sí, sí
Antes de que lo supiera, tenía un equipo que no era ningún punk
Con sus camisetas Spitfire y SB dunks
Empujarían hasta que no pudieran patinar más
Los vestíbulos de los edificios de oficinas ya no eran seguros
Y no era como si ya no los persiguieran
Solo que la libertad era mejor que respirar, dijeron
Una ruta de escape que solían usar para escapar
Cuando las cosas se ponían locas, necesitaban escapar
Se dirigían a cualquier lugar con escaleras
Cualquier buen grind, el mundo era suyo
Y sus cuatro ruedas los llevarían allí
Hasta que llegaron los policías y dijeron: "Aquí no se puede patinar"
Y así ellos kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; costa
Y lejos rodaron
Solo rebeldes sin causa sin un lugar a donde ir
Y así ellos kick, push, kick, push
Kick, push, kick, push; costa
Así que ven a rodar conmigo
Solo un rebelde buscando un lugar para estar
Así que vamos a kick, uh, uh
Y push, sí, sí
Y costa
Ah ja, Swanky
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