[Royce Da 5'9"] [劳斯莱斯大59 “]

(Ohh!) Yeah (let's go!) （噢！ ）呀（我们走吧！ ）

I said once upon a time in a city that's mine 我呼吁在一个城市的时刻，是我曾经说过

There was a nigga named Nickel that spit like Big in his prime 有一个叫黑鬼的镍吐喜欢大在他的首相

He got a 52 box, original tick in the mind 他在脑海中有一个52盒，原来剔

Listenin to 'Pac and them drop with a prestigious design Listenin为“精灵，并与著名的设计降

My niggaz is dimes, my bitches is dimes 我的兄弟们是硬币，我的母狗是角钱

I came up behind Eminem in '99 and I took the baton 我99年来到了后面的阿姆，我接过接力棒

I been runnin shit ever since then, slaughtered MC's 我一直飞奔狗屎从那时起，屠宰三菱商事的

Sit and watchin my green grow, like I'm waterin seeds 坐下来，凝视着我的绿色增长，像我waterin种子

The problem with me is I'm the heart of the streets 我的问题是我在街上的心脏

Niggaz callin for peace, they can't even call the police 兄弟们呼唤和平，他们甚至不能叫警察

If I ain't better than you I'm harder to beat 如果我是不是比你更好，我很难击败

Probably cause I live by the art of for-keeps 可能是因为我住了的，保持艺术

I get indicted after my product's released 我被起诉后，我的产品发布

We a different form, a different centrifugal force 我们以不同的形式，不同的离心力

Every line is like grippin on a stick shift in a Porsche 每一行就像是grippin在保时捷手动换档

My niggaz asked for direction to go on this track 我的兄弟们要求的方向走在这条赛道

I said FUCK a direction, spaz out! Get 'em up HIGH 我说他妈的一个方向，怪人了！让举起手来高

   

[female] Crooked [女性]歪

   

[Crooked I] [歪一]

And for them wack songs that you made 并为他们怪人，你做的歌

I want you to throw your pin, but hold the grenade 我希望你把你的脚，但持有手榴弹

Explode to your grave - and go straight to hell 爆炸给你的坟墓 - 直行到地狱

when your soul is enflamed for the road that you paved 当你的灵魂想象激怒了，你铺平了道路

The role that played, in fuckin up hip-hop 该扮演的角色，在他娘了嘻哈

You owe so you paid, the fo'-fo' close to your brain 你欠那么你付出的fo佛接近你的大脑

Closer than the close shave of a low fuckin fade 比低他妈的褪色的死里逃生更紧密

Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with J-O-E 不要跟我他妈的，不以J -O -E他妈的

With Nickel we gon' make more cheese 与镍的我们会去赚更多的奶酪

Heavy hitter, call me Joell David Ortiz (what up!) 沉重的击球手，叫我Joell大卫欧提兹（什么了！ ）

I point a burner at the plaque on your teeth 我点燃烧器在你的牙齿菌斑

On some leftover shit, it's a wrap on the beef 在一些吃剩的，妈的，这是对牛肉包装

I'm one in a mil', comin to kill 我算是一个密“ ，科曼杀

It's like you wanting a pill, my gun put your back on the streets 这就像你想要的药丸，我的枪把你的背部，在街道上

Spine on the concrete lookin at the sun 脊柱混凝土看着太阳

Eyelids heavy, "Why did Crooked have to come? 眼皮沉重， “为什么歪得来吗？

He was full of 'gnac and rum, like a bully actin dumb" 他是充满了“ gnac和朗姆酒，像肌动蛋白欺负哑巴”

Fully-automatic umm, that's Crooked havin fun 全自动嗯，那是歪就吃乐趣

Listen, don't make a nigga find your dame 听着，不要让一个黑人找到你的圣母院

And make the dime give me brains 'til my mind is drained 并让毛钱给我脑子直到我的心是倒掉

Listen, don't make me grab a 9 and aim 听着，不要让我抢到了9和目标

And how your dime did me, do yo' mind the same 而你一分钱是怎么做我，哟，心意相通

But different, the West Coast king Crooked I 但不同的是，西海岸王歪í

I'm a kamikaze pilot, I stay fly 'til I die - get 'em up HIGH 我是一个神风飞行员，我留飞，直到我死 - 让举起手来高

   

[female] Joell [女性] Joell

   

[Joell Ortiz] [ Joell奥尔蒂斯]

Here we go again, you know I'm him, Mr. Ortiz 在这里，我们又来了，你知道我是他， Ortiz先生

Soon as I hold a pen I co-defend the sickest MC's (Slaughterhouse) 只要我握笔我共同捍卫症状越严重三菱商事的（屠宰场）

Pick a disease we got it, I vomit sniffle and sneeze 我们挑了这一种病，我吐了流鼻涕和打喷嚏

Lyrics squeeze, listen please, Lord help get rid of this fever 歌词挤，听请，求主帮助摆脱这种发烧

I'm like 150 degrees 我很喜欢150度

16's used to be sweet, now they're a bit of a tease 曾经是甜蜜的16年代，现在他们有点捉弄

A nigga need a infinite instrumental just to be pleased 那个黑鬼需要一个无限的工具只是很高兴

Used to dream about livin now I'm livin my dreams 曾经梦想活着，现在我活着我的梦想

The bitches fiend, made my dick a machine 母犬的恶魔，让我的鸡巴一台机器

Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I am just as fuckin big as I seem 也许我错了，也许我就像他妈的大的我似乎

When I'm spittin this mean, me and government intervene 当我吐口水这意味着，我和政府干预

A couple presidents, literally live in my jeans 一对夫妇总统，硬是住在我的牛仔裤

I give 'em residence, they just let me pick anything 我给时间停留，他们只让我挑不出什么

When I'm in the mall, they show me the latest kicks on the scene 当我在商场里，他们告诉我在现场的最新踢

And I get 'em all, I ball like the nigga I am 我也得到他们所有的，我的球像黑鬼我

Niggaz hate, bitches (Cheer) like Norm, Cliff and Diane 兄弟们恨，母犬（陈绮贞）一样规范，悬崖和黛安

I'm in a state, of mind that should be the fifty verse 我的状态，心态应该是这样的50首诗

I run radio, but I don't use them itty bitty words 我跑电台，但我没有使用这些itty片断的话

I ain't shabby with the nouns, I ain't shitty with the verb 我是不是寒酸的名词，我是不是低劣的动词

When I reach heaven I want the nigga Biggie to be like "Word" 当我到了天堂我想要的黑人不算什么要像“字”

City slicker, New York delivery when I swerve 市雨衣，当我转弯纽约交付

Hold that mic like the Statue of Liberty, I deserve 认为MIC像自由女神像，我应得的

a shot at the title, Spitter of the Year 射击在标题，年度Spitter

E'ry year, let's be clear, put some fingers in the air Ery一年里，让我们清楚，把一些手指在空中

and hold 'em up HIGH [echoes] 按住“举起手来高[回声]

   

[female] Joey [女性]乔伊

   

[Joe Budden] [乔巴登]

Work on your half-court shot, I'm money from far 您的半场投篮上班，我的钱远

Get 'em mad, see a ape on your monkey bars 搞定他们疯了，看到你的猴子酒吧猿

And that's rate, gettin hate from the wannabe stars 这就是速度，刚开恨从想当明星

And that's great, mean he feel it and know he numb 这就是伟大的，意味着他觉得，知道他麻木

See that bullet comin from around the corner 看到周围的角落子弹科曼

like a shot from Angelina Jolie's gun; think Joey the one 就像从安吉丽娜·朱莉的枪射击;觉得乔伊一

I'm a fake? Ain't your run-of-the-mill 我是假的？是不是你的径流式的磨

I'm from where they kill you for one of your bills 我是从那里杀了你的帐单中的一个很

For me it's fun, your man think we evenly skilled 对我来说很有趣，你的男人想我们熟练的均匀

He Mel Gibson, all that shit he believe, gon' get his son killed 他梅尔·吉布森，所有的那些事，他相信，会去获得他的儿子被杀

Play with a match, FUCK what you take it as 玩火柴，他妈的你把它当作

No good straight jacket, all I did break the match 没有良好的直夹克，我所做打破赛

They say he talk tough with his fake ass 他们说，他强硬的谈话与他的假屁股

Four pounds put me in another weight class 四斤把我在另一个重量级别

(Great Escape) the (Pad) （大逃亡）的（PAD）

Took the jumpsuit off my naked ass and ate the mask 接过连衣关我赤裸的屁股，吃了面具

You diss me, you wanna be a great that fast? 你挖苦我，你想成为一个伟大的那么快？

Take a fully-automatic and spray at gas 以一个完全自动的，喷在气

Me? Body a whole shit with a verse probably atrocious 我？机身整体狗屎的诗句可能是残酷的

In your whole camp, nobody focused 在你的整个训练营，没人关注

They say you the Ultimate Warrior, I agree 他们说你的终极战士，我同意

You die and come BACK, won't nobody know it 你死了，回来，会不会没有人知道它

Drive by, screamin it's a new crew reppin 驾车经过，尖叫这是一个新的剧组reppin

Hangin out the window, like it's "227" 绞死窗外，就像是“ 227 ”

Get 'em up HIGH 让举起手来高

   

[Fatman Scoop] [ FATMAN瓢]

Get 'em up high, get 'em up high 让举起手来的高，让举起手来高

Get 'em up high, get 'em up high 让举起手来的高，让举起手来高

Get 'em up high, in the sky 让举起手来的高，在天空

Put 'em up high, put 'em up high 放你的歌高处，把举起手来高

Put 'em up high, fingers in the sky 把“举起手来高，手指在空中

Put 'em up! Slaughterhouse, Slaughterhouse 把“举起手来！屠宰场，屠宰场

Ohh, ohh, Fatman Scoop, Slaughterhouse 哦，哦， FATMAN东张西望，屠宰场

Fatman Scoop, Slaughterhouse FATMAN瓢，屠宰场

Put 'em high, woo! Ohh [echoes] 放你的歌高，呜！哦[回音]