[Verse 1: J. Cole] [诗歌1 ：乔·科尔]

Yeah, back from the dead 是的，从死里复活

Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head 就像迈克尔·杰克逊在红色的夹克衫，在我的脑海小睡

Who's white or black, it's a rare package 谁是白色或黑色的，这是一个难得的包

Get smacked if you said that I'm neck and neck with these square rappers 得到轰出如果你说我的脖子和颈部这些说唱歌手方

My guest room's got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress 我的客房的有plantinum斑块，一个空气床垫

No time for furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you 没有时间的家具商场，忙得燃尽的你

Watching you, learning you 看着你，你的学习

Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you 字小精灵，我阴谋计划“谋杀你

Should of thought and occured to you 如若思想，并发生给你

My next album flop, then I'm goin pop, like Nelly 我的下一张专辑翻牌，然后我要去的流行，如耐莉

With tops dropped on convertible, Porsches 与上衣掉在敞篷车，保时捷

Born Sinner, not burning no crosses 出生罪人，不燃烧不交叉

Might burn a couple bridges, I'm losing by double digits 可能烧坏一对夫妇桥梁，我以两位数失去

I gotta do somethin' 我必须做的事端

Fightin' depression I'm trying my nigga 格斗抑郁症我想我的兄弟们

But everytime I think about it I'm cryin' my nigga 但每次一想起来我在哭泣，我的兄弟们

Cried myself to sleep on thousand dollar sheets 哭着哭着就睡着上万美元的表

I reak of the scent of a vendetta that's deep í reak仇杀的香味是深

I'm playing for keeps, but you ain't think I'd bounce back 我打了保留，但你是不是觉得我会卷土重来

They love to hear black nigga count stacks, count stacks 他们喜欢听黑人黑人计数堆叠，堆叠计数

   

[Hook: J. Cole] [钩：乔·科尔]

Forty thousand in my pocket you see it 四万在我的口袋里，你看到它

Another twenty on the way you see it 在你看到它的方式另外二

I got a fish for a dollar you see it 我有一条鱼给你看它一块钱

Five hundred for the Js you see it 五百年了，你看到它的js

I get money out the ass you see it 我得到的钱拿出来，你看它的屁股

I thought I'd never see the day you see it 我以为我再也见不到你看到它的日子

They put a price on my head you see it 他们把价格上我的头，你看它

But they don't ever have to pay you see it 但是，他们永远不要让你看到它支付

I fell down on my knees and yeah I prayed 我爱上了我的膝盖，是的我祈祷

Cause heaven seems a million miles away 因为天国好像一百万英里远

I dreamed of all the things that I would say 我梦想的一切，我会说的事情

On that day 就在那一天

But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen 但现在，我做饭了在地狱厨房，地狱厨房

Nigga fuck you and your fake well wishing 他妈的黑鬼你和你的假好希望

Now get out of hells kitchen, hells kitchen 现在走出地狱厨房，地狱厨房

Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen 讲述我的故事，我只是河滨 ，他们会听

Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen 烹饪在地狱厨房，地狱厨房

Nigga fuck you and your fake well wishing 他妈的黑鬼你和你的假好希望

I get out of hells kitchen, hells kitchen, one day 我下了地狱厨房地狱厨房，一天

   

[Verse 2: Bas] [诗2：巴斯]

Yeah 是啊

Omission's usually, an admission to guilt 通常省略的，承认有罪

Hari Kari yourself, all the way to the hilt 哈日卡里自己，一路剑柄

You get nothin', no love 你什么也没，没有爱

Zip, zero, zilch 邮编，零，齐尔希

We don't mention you lames, man I be pleadin' the fifth 我们不提你LAMES ，男人我要祈求“第五

There's a Judas in every crew, concealed in a kiss 有一个犹大在每一个工作人员，藏在一个吻

Kiss of death, let's put the rest all to tedious bits 死亡之吻，让我们把剩下的所有繁琐的位

Fucks sake you niggas emanate a feminines traits 乱搞的缘故，你黑鬼发出à feminines特质

Bitch nigga when could never relate 当永远无法与母狗黑鬼

Nah, cause man you niggas is birds 不，事业的人，你是黑鬼鸟

You learn that at bird school, or somethin' 你知道鸟在学校或事端

You eaten that bird food, or somethin' 你吃的鸟食，或事端

You sick with that bird flu, or somethin' 你生病了，禽流感，或事端

That's my word, cause every where I turn 这是我的话，会导致每一个地方我转

When folks I known for years, that couldn't pronounce my name 当我相识多年的乡亲，无法发音我的名字

And asking me for pics, there's something bout this game 并问我要照片，有什么东西布特这个游戏

It's somethin' for the bitches, it's somethin' for the bitches 这是事端的母狗，它是事端的母狗

   

[Hook] [钩]