[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] [诗歌1 ：劳埃德银行]

Yeah! Twenty miles an hour in my long Bentley 是啊！二十里在我的宾利长一小时

Shame on you hater this what the Lord sent me 可耻的是你的仇敌这就是上帝给我发

Shit lately I've been practicin my gas face 妈的，最近我一直在瑜珈我气的脸

'Cause that's what I'm a give 'em when they land in last place 因为那就是我是给“当他们在最后的地方降落EM

Hand right by the hammer ain't too many niggas seein us 通过锤右手是没有太多黑鬼seein我们

So they wanna take my gifts, 'til I wrap 'em with the fifth 因此，他们想利用我的礼物，直到我换时间与第五

My regular scent is piff, currency and Cashmere 我经常香味PIFF ，货币和羊绒

You done drove your bitch away I told her she can crash here 你做你的开车离开母狗我告诉她，她可以在这里崩溃

Yeah, I'm countin paper like the cashier 是啊，我在报数的纸张，如收银员

Livin like I'm limited breathin like it's my last air 活着就像我的呼吸受限喜欢这是我最后的空气

My boy in and out the box super stupid soldier 我在和开箱即用的超级愚蠢的男孩小兵

Told me if he can do it again he'd do it over 告诉我，如果他能再次做到这一点，他会做的比

Poverty's King Cobra, squeeze ya life out 贫困的眼镜王蛇，挤雅生活了

'Cause it's the fatalities and casualties I should write 'bout 因为它的死亡人数和伤亡我应该写什么

Come on these rappers ain't iced out, they just foolin niggas 拜托这些说唱艺人不结冰了，他们只是说着玩的黑鬼

Runnin 'round town fakers zirconian cubic niggas 天边一轮城镇伪装者zirconian立方黑鬼

   

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] [合唱：劳埃德银行]

UH! Only money matters in the game fuck the fame 嗯！在比赛只剩下钱的问题他妈的成名

I gotta eat dollar signs feed my hunger pain 我得吃的美元符号养活我饥饿的痛苦

Music like Heroin, leave you numb the same 音乐就像海洛因，让你麻木了一样

Play me like I’m somethin sweet, be apart of summer slained 玩我喜欢我事端甜，是除了夏天slained

Most hate it most doubt it, that's what they shouted 最讨厌最怀疑这一点，这就是他们喊

I’m on top now, there’s nothin they can do about it 我在上面了，有没什么，他们可以做些什么

Y'all better have y'all guns, 'cause walkin where I'm from 你们都好有你们的枪，因为走着我来自哪里

Ain't no way around it, home sweet home 是不是没有办法解决它，家，甜蜜的家

   

[Verse 2: Pusha T] [诗2：普沙T]

You motherfuckers can rap 'til you blue in the face 你怎么就可以说唱，直到你的脸蓝色

You'll probably turn into Smurfs with the time that you waste 你可能会变成蓝精灵与你浪费时间

Throughout history they've thrown shots at the greats 纵观历史，他们已经在巨星甩枪

But I shoot back, the Lord ain't design me for hate 但我拍背，主是不是设计我恨

I've never understood Martin Luther with his speech 我永远无法理解马丁·路德和他的讲话

With the whole world watchin me turn the other cheek? 随着整个世界在看着我置之不理？

Never! So there's one left to die in the streets 从来没有！因此，有一个人留下在街头死亡

cause his long arms happen to connect with his reach 因为他的长胳膊正好与他的连接范围

Tried to kill you then, them near misses was God's kisses 想杀你的话，他们有惊无险的是上帝的吻

"True Hollywood Story," ghetto Todd Bridges “真实的好莱坞故事， ”贫民窟的托德桥梁

(Diff'rent Strokes), that nigga broke, this nigga rich （ Diffrent笔画） ，这打破了黑人，这个黑人丰富

You only read about the cars that I paddle shift 你只阅读，我拨片换挡的车

You only dream about the hoes that I dabble with 你梦寐以求的，我涉足的锄头

Balcony views like a postcard, imagine this 像明信片阳台景色，想象这

White stones, black steel, cold chrome 白石头，黑钢，冷镀铬

The city's my doormat, bitch I'm home sweet home 这个城市是我的受气包，婊子我家，甜蜜的家

   

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] [合唱：劳埃德银行]

UH! Only money matters in the game fuck the fame 嗯！在比赛只剩下钱的问题他妈的成名

I gotta eat dollar signs feed my hunger pain 我得吃的美元符号养活我饥饿的痛苦

Music like Heroin, leave you numb the same 音乐就像海洛因，让你麻木了一样

Play me like I’m somethin sweet, be apart of summer slained 玩我喜欢我事端甜，是除了夏天slained

Most hate it most doubt it, that's what they shouted 最讨厌最怀疑这一点，这就是他们喊

I’m on top now, there’s nothin they can do about it 我在上面了，有没什么，他们可以做些什么

Y'all better have y'all guns, 'cause walkin where I'm from 你们都好有你们的枪，因为走着我来自哪里

Ain't no way around it, home sweet home 是不是没有办法解决它，家，甜蜜的家

   

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] [第3节：劳埃德银行]

Uh! Nigga see me when you see me shit I'm always seen 嗯！兄弟们见我，当你看到我妈，我总是看到

Off to Queens, magazines, pissy hallway scenes 关闭皇后区，杂志， pissy走廊场景

Payin crowds, hunger screams, pressure crumbles teams 婚前人群，饥饿的尖叫声，压力崩溃队

Fuck bein humble in the jungle where they fumble dreams 他妈的拜因谦卑，他们摸索的梦想丛林

Drugs for the livin Henny pavement for the body 药物对美好生活亨尼路面的身体

Crosses for the power ghetto bitches for the smiley 横刀夺爱的力量贫民窟母犬的笑脸

Pitbull, I bit my way out the cage, what's happenin? Pitbull的，我咬我的出路在笼子里，什么happenin ？

Competition got me on the Rampage, Jackson 比赛让我上横冲直撞，杰克逊

Part of my reaction to they corny ass raps 我的反应的一部分，他们已是老生常谈的屁股斥责

Keep flirtin with death and get your horny ass clapped 不断勾引着死亡，让你的角质屁股拍

Back for more me, rat tat, kiss the ring, beat respect out 'em 后面更多的我来说，鼠达，亲吻戒指，打尊重了时间

Bloody heads turn Timberland's to red bottoms 血淋淋的头转Timberland的红色底

Fifty bottles just a start now that's how you do it 五瓶只是一个开始，现在是你如何做到这一点

Carbon fiber through the spider playin rider music 碳纤维通过蜘蛛弹唱骑手音乐

Ain't no question of my resume I gotta prove it 是不是没有问题，我的简历我要证明这一点

Life’s a bitch and I get blow jobs recliner to it 生命是一个婊子，我得到打击工作的躺椅吧

   

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] [合唱：劳埃德银行]

UH! Only money matters in the game fuck the fame 嗯！在比赛只剩下钱的问题他妈的成名

I gotta eat dollar signs feed my hunger pain 我得吃的美元符号养活我饥饿的痛苦

Music like Heroin, leave you numb the same 音乐就像海洛因，让你麻木了一样

Play me like I’m somethin sweet, be apart of summer slained 玩我喜欢我事端甜，是除了夏天slained

Most hate it most doubt it, that's what they shouted 最讨厌最怀疑这一点，这就是他们喊

I’m on top now, there’s nothin they can do about it 我在上面了，有没什么，他们可以做些什么

Y'all better have y'all guns, 'cause walkin where I'm from 你们都好有你们的枪，因为走着我来自哪里

Ain't no way around it, home sweet home 是不是没有办法解决它，家，甜蜜的家