My intelligence is money 我的智慧就是金钱

My skin is the streets of New York 我的皮肤是纽约街头

My arms and legs are it's fucked up bridges 我的胳膊和腿被它搞砸了桥梁

The subways are the worms that come through my corpse 地铁是来通过我的尸体蠕虫

Liberty, my bitch, fucking everyone 自由，我的母狗，每个人都他妈的

They cut my two middle fingers down but my dick is still standing 他们把我的两个中间的手指下来，但我的鸡巴仍然屹立不倒

   

I walked into Nasa, my pocket full of envelopes 我走进NASA，我的口袋里装满的信封

And this chick swinging from my dick is into dope 这小妞从我的鸡巴摇摆是为涂料

Like hi-jackin with no planes, it's harmless 像喜辉影，没有飞机，这是无害的

Way to shermed out to kick your fucking skull into your armpits 办法shermed出去踢你他妈的头骨到你的腋窝

Can't find a dime, what's the worst that could happen 找不到一毛钱，那是什么都可能发生的最糟糕的

Cage got a knick for 8 millimeter action 凯奇得到了尼克斯的8毫米行动

No family man, even my daughter earning chasing after me with a fucking handy cam 没有家庭的男人，连我的女儿我赚追逐一个他妈的方便的凸轮

Flippin while I'm holdin a jar, tell me if I'm going too far 弗利，而我牵着一个罐子里，告诉我，如果我走得太远

Turn around I left some coke in the bar 转身我留下了一些焦炭在酒吧

Can't waste the range premise on this FBI-secretary with tits unless she's a menace 不能浪费在与山雀这种联邦调查局局长的范围的前提下，除非她是一个威胁

See the liquid kids and streams of five on her 见五液的孩子，流了她

This is the minds blotter, paper-savior dipped in high blotter 这是高吸墨纸心中记事簿，纸蘸救星

And I'm more patriotic with the narcotic wrapped in the little flag in the back [?] 而我更爱国与裹在小国旗在后面的麻醉[？]

   

I ain't tryna train the sane, I'm playing the game í从来没故意培养理智，我在玩游戏

Like numbers scratched off a gun, they change your name 像数字刮掉了枪，他们改变了你的名字

Chase the past and get the violence to spread 追了过去，让暴力蔓延

Got my arms in the dirt tryna silence the dead 得到了我的胳膊在tryna沉默死者的污垢

   

Even when you win you lose in the end 即使你赢了，你到底输

So I take acid out of my back and use it again 所以我把酸了我的背部和再次使用它

Excuse me brother, why tap your spinal cord? 对不起哥哥，为什么挖掘你的脊髓？

While open-mic emcees waste vinyl cords 而开放式麦克风司仪浪费乙烯线

[?] for skin, your flesh is born from it [？]皮肤，你的肉是从它诞生

Empty the clip in your Toyota GS400 清空你的丰田GS400剪辑

If you're too old to hustle, put the gun down, uncle 如果你太老了喧嚣，把枪放下，叔叔

That's a nice vest with your head hangin from it's last muscle 这是一个不错的背心从它的头上挂着的最后肌肉

Go cop the album, keep me alive 转到警察的专辑，让我活着

And my functioning creative compartment will be downsized 而我的工作创意室将调整

Beyond demise, it's high maintenence 除了死亡，它的高maintenence

Looking for drugs with my hands crawling with agents 寻找药物用我的双手爬行与代理商

Biological, with the hands on my nostril 生物，与我的鼻孔的手

Can't get a vaccine with half the city in a hospital 无法获得疫苗有一半城市的医院

All these doom-leaders, and their spoon-feeders 所有这些末日领导人，他们的勺子，给料机

Can take the young, and let them lose leaders 可以把年轻，让他们失去了领袖

   

I ain't tryna train the sane, I'm playing the game í从来没故意培养理智，我在玩游戏

Like numbers scratched off a gun - they change your name 像数字刮掉枪 - 他们改变你的名字

Chase the past and get the violence to spread 追了过去，让暴力蔓延

Got my arms in the dirt tryna silence the dead 得到了我的胳膊在tryna沉默死者的污垢