You're so fake it's plain to see who you truly are, 你太假很清楚地看到你真正是谁，

Looking less like a b-boy, more like a movie star, 看起来越来越像一个B男孩，更像是一个电影明星，

Forget the funk and go hook up those disco breaks, 忘了放克，去挂钩的迪斯科休息，

Sit down punk and take a look at what you make, 坐下朋克看看你做什么，

It's not hip-hop, it's something more sad, sick and seedy, 这不是嘻哈，它的东西更难过，恶心和邋遢，

What's popping that coochie got to do with graffiti? 什么是弹出认为coochie要做的涂鸦？

And your R & B dance-steps what about finger-popping? 和你的R＆B舞步怎么样手指大跌眼镜？

B-boy electric shocking, windmills, body rocking, B男孩触电，风车，身体摇摆，

So body-body rock, body-body rock, I'll take ya back, 因此，人体体岩石，身体体的岩石，我就带雅回来，

Break your back, realise b-boys aren't faking that 打破你的背部，实现了B-男孩不作假的

Funk that you've forgotten hoe, how could you have gotten so 芬克说你忘了锄头，你怎么会变得如此

Far gone, that you could never stop and go, 远了，那你永远无法走走停停，

Back to the roots, nineteen seventy nine, 回到根源，一九七九年，

Birthplace of the scratch, birthplace of the rhyme, 划痕的发源地，韵发源地，

You'll feel it in your spine like your first taste of wine, 你会觉得它在你的脊椎就像酒你先尝尝，

We'll make it back; it'll just take some time 我们会赚回来;它会只是需要一些时间

   

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Remember kangol hats, fat laces and lino mats, 记住kangol帽子，脂肪鞋带和利诺垫，

Kids spinning on their backs to the sugar hill wax, 孩子们在旋转背上的糖山蜡，

Now the sugar hills collapsed and the sweets turned sour, 现在糖山丘倒塌，甜食变坏，

Money's walking my culture through its darkest hour, Money的通过其最黑暗的时刻走我的文化，

Now I wanna take it back, walk my way through time, 现在，我要带回去，经过时间走我的路，

I was two years old in nineteen seventy nine, 我两岁的一九七九年，

But it's a time that I miss; you ask what's the difference, 但是，这一次，我想念;你问有什么区别，

Hip-hop was then a culture, now hip-hop's a business 街舞当时的风气，现在嘻哈是一个商业

   

Zulu started b-boying as a form of expression, 祖鲁开始B- boying里面的一种表现形式，

To channel youths stress and their aggression, 要引导青年压力和侵略，

Now through the suggestion of record companies MC's are pumping these, 现在通过唱片公司三菱商事的都抽这些的建议，

Problems back into ya section, and isn't it ironic? 问题回到雅部分，是不是很讽刺？

But not the sort to make you laugh, 但不是那种让你笑，

Cos MC's are building futures by raping the past, COS三菱商事的构建期货受强奸了过去，

Taking a glass of Chardonnay and putting it to your lips, 以霞多丽的玻璃，并把它给你的嘴唇，

I'd rather take a razor blade and put it to my wrist 我宁愿把刀片，把它给我的手腕

Than sell records on the basis that I have to promote 比的基础上卖唱片，我要推广

Sniffing and selling coke, toting guns and smoking dope, 嗅探和销售焦炭，身背枪支和吸烟涂料，

You're all weaving the rope that you'll hang yourself with 你所有的编织，你将自己挂在绳索

My only consolation is within the hip hop nation is 我唯一的安慰是在街舞的民族，是

B-boy elements that can still get me open, B男孩元素仍然可以让我开，

Like graff mags from Berlin, mix tapes from Oakland, 像柏林格拉夫弹匣，从奥克兰混合磁带，

Breakers from rock steady, plus anything from Tribe 从岩石稳定，再加上从任何部落断路器

And old school New York that's still got the vibe 和老同学纽约这仍然得到了共鸣

   

[Chorus] [合唱]

Remember kangol hats, fat laces and lino mats, 记住kangol帽子，脂肪鞋带和利诺垫，

Kids spinning on their backs to the sugar hill wax, 孩子们在旋转背上的糖山蜡，

Now the sugar hills collapsed and the sweets turned sour, 现在糖山丘倒塌，甜食变坏，

Money's walking my culture through its darkest hour, Money的通过其最黑暗的时刻走我的文化，

Now I wanna take it back, walk my way through time, 现在，我要带回去，经过时间走我的路，

I was two years old in nineteen seventy nine, 我两岁的一九七九年，

But it's a time that I miss; you ask what's the difference, 但是，这一次，我想念;你问有什么区别，

Hip-hop was then a culture, now hip-hop's a business 街舞当时的风气，现在嘻哈是一个商业