[Verse One – Suffa] [诗一 - Suffa ]

I gave birth to half these styles, you should pay me rhyme support, 我生下了一半以上的款式，你要我押韵的支持，

Like Billy Jean suing Michael Jackson for child support, 像比利·吉恩起诉迈克尔·杰克逊的子女抚养费，

Rhyme is thought, what is it? Lethal, Damn you'll get hurt, 韵认为，是什么呢？致命的，妈的，你会受到伤害，

Cos I XL like the tag on my shirt, 因为我喜欢XL的标签我的衬衫，

I'll have these rappers easing back, rhyme with a swagger, 我有这些说唱歌手回落，韵与招摇，

Feed your girl aphrodisiacs and hide your viagra, 喂你的女孩的春药和隐藏自己的伟哥，

If pain was diabetes, rhyme would be my insulin, 如果疼痛是糖尿病，韵将是我的胰岛素，

I'm taking out the insolent in an instant when 我要带出张狂的瞬间时，

They bring the rhyme; I'll battle if you wanna tussle, 他们带来的韵;如果我想战斗厮打，

A single line can turn that fatty matter into muscle, 单行可以反过来说，脂肪物质转化为肌肉，

You stagnate, while my rhymes circulate like rumours, 你停滞不前，而我的童谣流传的谣言一样，

Your living proof that god has a sense of humour, 你生动地证明，上帝有幽默感，

I'm butter made from the cream that came from the crop, 我的黄油从来自作物的奶油制成，

I'll move the mountain to Mohammed scream my name from the top, 我会移动的山穆罕默德从顶部尖叫我的名字，

And proclaim what I got, boy, so give me headroom, 并宣布我得到了什么，男孩，所以给我的余量，

These clubs are full of more toys than spoilt kids bedrooms, 这些俱乐部都充满了比宠坏的孩子的卧室更多的玩具，

When I'm on stage I might lose my breath, 当我在舞台上我可能会失去我的呼吸，

Cos I got so much heart that there's no room in my chest, 因为我得到了这么多的心脏，有没有房间在我的胸口，

Left for lungs, yes the bests yet 左为肺，是的最好成绩还

To come, my rhymes like a hand around your neck, 来，我的童谣就像在你的脖子上的手，

Constricting your breathing like snakebites and beestings, 收缩你的呼吸像毒蛇咬伤和beestings ，

I'm all up in these arseholes faces like G-Strings, 我都在这些arseholes面临着类似的G-字符串，

I searched the world for opposition but I fear the 我找遍了全世界的反对，但我担心的

Only competition I found was in a mirror. 只有竞争，我发现是一面镜子。

   

[Verse Two – Pressure] [诗二 - 压力]

When Pressure steps to the batters plate you salivate, known to captivate, 当压力措施的打者板你垂涎三尺，知着迷，

I have to break new barriers like when a chaste nun masturbates, 我要打破就像当贞洁的修女自慰新的障碍，

If one more critic asks me what I do, I'll slap them mate, 如果多一个评论家问我什么我做什么，我就拍他们交配，

And tell them I'm a rapper as I strap her up in gaffer tape, 并告诉他们我是一个说唱歌手，因为我绑她在灯光师磁带，

Loudmouths make me wanna flip, 高谈阔论让我想翻转，

MCs only dream they got a grip, and wake up with their hand on their dick, 管委会唯一的梦想，他们得到了抓地力，并唤醒了他们对自己的家伙的手，

Honest, if they ride the nuts I tell the get off me, 说实话，如果他们乘坐的坚果，我告诉了我下车，

Cos I'm unstable like a cradle bridge, so don't cross me, 因为我是不稳定的像一个摇篮的桥梁，所以不要越过我，

I'm highly explosive; you're a child playing with matches, 我极具爆炸性;你是一个孩子玩火柴，

I break rappers you give hairline fractures, 我打破你给发丝裂缝说唱歌手，

These actors keep it real? You're really wak it's fact, 这些演员保持真实的吗？你真的WAK这是事实，

You spit one-liners while I spit the finest chapters, 你吐的俏皮话，而我吐的最好的章节，

Perhaps it's time to retire the mic, 也许，是时候退休了麦克风，

Like the Bulls should have done son, cos no-one wants to be like, 像公牛应该做儿子，COS没有人想成为像，

That anymore, cos nowadays you're taken on a fantasy tour, 再这样了， COS现在你正在采取的幻想之旅，

Of coke, guns and gold when they're actually poor, 当他们真正可怜的焦炭，枪支和黄金，

Factually flawed, yet entertaining, 事实硬伤，但娱乐性，

I guess it how far we're willing to go to satisfy a craving, 我猜它多远，我们很愿意去过瘾，

Make them swallow their tongues like epileptics, 让他们吞下自己的舌头像癫痫，

Then I'll respect it, I come clean as if my lube was antiseptic, 然后，我会尊重它，我坦白，就好像我的润滑油是防腐剂，

So blow me, you still couldn't rhyme fresh, 所以吹我，你还是不能韵清新，

I'm on a higher level of divineness, so call me your highness, 我对神性的更高层次，所以打电话给我你的高度，

There's only three things that are certain in life, 这里只有三样东西一定在生活中，

Death, taxes and Hilltop Hood working the mic. 死亡，税收和山顶胡德工作的话筒。