It's the b-boy, its the MC, they cant read the grafitti 这是B-男孩，它在三菱商事，他们不能阅读涂鸦

It's the b-boy, it's the MJ, its the VJ they cant read the grafitti on the walls 这是B-男孩，这是MJ ，它的VJ他们不能阅读涂鸦的墙壁上

   

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Throw away my tools, scrape with my hands make as much noise as I can banging on sand 扔掉我的工具，刮了我的手让尽可能多的噪音，我可以在沙滩上撞

I used to play in a band but those people are gone 我曾经在一个乐队玩，但那些人都不见了

Now the turntable got a needle in it's arm 现在转台了一针在它的手臂

   

I'm in a van flying without parachutes, wifey didn't plan to have marriage disputes 我在一辆面包车飞没有降落伞， wifey没有计划让婚姻纠纷

Everytime I stand at the door to say goodbye, its like shes watching her man go to die. 每次我站在门外说再见，它像畲族看着她的男人去死。

I packed in a rush but it was too fast for us, handed me an ultimatum as i grabbed all my stuff 我装在一个匆忙，但它是太快对我们来说，递给我下了最后通牒，因为我抓住了我所有的东西

Put a pillow in my briefcase I come with no rebates a gaurantee of return when i leave state 放一个枕头在我的公文包我来了，没有回扣回报gaurantee当我离开的状态

I make mix tapes, but they're cd-r's 我做混合磁带，但他们的CD-R的

Diggin in crates, do you see these scars? 陷在板条箱，你看到这些伤痕？

They're from big breaks that i stripped from a song, now the turntable got a needle in its arm 他们从我的一首歌剥离大突破，现在转台了其手臂上的针

   

Flame on like burnin', i'm burnin', i'm burnin', i'm burnin' but wait... 火焰像燃尽的，我是燃尽的，我是燃尽的，我燃尽“，但稍候...

   

I fill up the milk crates, collect the LP's 我填了牛奶箱，收集LP的

Eric B laughin' at me c-c-check out my melody 埃里克乙嘲笑我的C-C -检查出我的旋律

DJ Polo doin' pawn, terminator X on an ostrich farm DJ罗上来的棋子，终止X在鸵鸟农场

Jam master J is gone and that's a shame 果酱主人J的消失，这是一个耻辱

They say its better to burn out quick than faddddeee 他们说，它能够更好地烧出比faddddeee快

I toured the states with a guy named CR, he had nothin but a tube of toothpaste and guitar 我参加了一个名为CR家伙的状态，他有没什么，但牙膏和吉他的管

He was a soul brother, a baby mama back at home brother 他是一个灵魂的兄弟，一个婴儿的妈妈回到家里兄弟

A good reminder what it is to rock and roll brother. 一个很好的提醒是什么摇滚兄弟。

Mashed potatoes every meal and if it ain't served outa greasy spoon he don't deal 土豆泥每次吃饭，如果它不提供OUTA饭馆吃饭，他不处理

Real as it gets with a puff that don't quit put him at a piano and he smokes it 真正的，因为它得到了不放弃让他在钢琴粉扑，他就抽烟

A blues man, to old to go back to school man, still grinding it out but he already payed his dues man 布鲁斯的人，到老，回到学校的人，还磨出来，但他已经纳了他的欠款人

I could see it in his face when he said Sage brother I gotta get out of this place 我可以看到它在他脸上时，他说圣人的兄弟，我得离开这个地方

Embarassed, he knocked me off balance truth of the matter is you can't live off raw talent 不好意思，他被撞的事我失去平衡，事实是你不能活过的天赋

Perhaps you could at one point but those days seem gone 也许你可以在一个点上，但那些日子似乎消失了

Now the turntable got a needle in its arm. 现在转台了其手臂上的针。