[Verse 1: Vince Staples] [诗歌1 ：文斯台普斯]

Take your time, when talkin' to a nigga I don't waste none 把你的时间，说来了一个黑人的时候我不会浪费无

Knock you off your feet and then I flee before the jakes come 把你把你的脚，然后我逃离杰克斯来之前

Sick of hearin' cases from these niggas who ain't face none 生病赫林“案件从这些黑鬼是谁不敢面对没有

But I'ma be the nigga that they feelin' when the day come 但我是被他们感觉当一天到来的黑鬼

Thirsty for the pay, young niggas led astray 渴了工资，年轻的黑鬼带坏

Stray bullet hit my brother in his mothafuckin' face 流弹在他该死的打了我弟弟的脸

What's fate when a person don't deserve what he get? 什么是命运，当一个人不值得他得到什么呢？

Shootin' reckless at the father almost murdered the kid 乱射鲁莽的父亲几乎是被谋杀的孩子

Or is it karma for the shit that both the parents had did? 或者是业力，无论是父母做了狗屎？

Ain't embarrassed where I'm livin', we get merit for kills 是不是不好意思，我活着 ，我们得到好处击杀

From a family of niggas that was veteran skilled 从黑鬼的家庭，这是熟练的老手

Voted heartless cause my momma made me part of the guild 投票没心没肺的原因我的妈妈让我公会的一部分

Deals made, sellin' thrills paid the bills at the crib 优惠制成，出卖惊险支付账单的婴儿床

Drag him down by the river, he'll be missin' for years 把他拉下来在河边，他会想念多年

And them funerals was usual, ain't sheddin' no tears 和他们的葬礼是平常，不sheddin “无泪

You the fall and had it better off than most of us did 您的秋天，把它过得比我们大多数人做

Cause shit, Heaven knows, Heaven's gates prolly closed 因为妈的，天知道，天堂的大门prolly关闭

And these hoes in a race for the gold 而这些锄头在比赛中为金

We was raised on that fork in the road 我们提出了在该岔路口

No food on our plate, just the meals that we stole 没有食物在我们的盘，只是我们偷了饭菜

   

[Verse 2: Mac Miller] [诗2：苹果米勒]

I spit that prayer hand emoji, that shit that injured Kobe 我吐了祈祷的手绘文字，那些歌是科比受伤

The holiest of holy, Nick Nolte in some Oakley's 最神圣的圣地，尼克·诺尔蒂在一些Oakley的

That's a flex though, cover up the issues that I kept close 这是一个柔性虽然，掩盖了我保持着密切的问题

Sober I can deal 'em in the corner with my head low 清醒的，我可以应付时间与我的头低的角落

Runnin' from my shadow, never ending chase 天边的我的影子，上房追

Ease the pain and the battle that's within me 缓解疼痛和战斗那是在我

Sniff the same shit that got Whitney, the high heel depression 嗅嗅同样的狗屎，进行了惠特尼的高跟鞋抑郁症

My temple feel the metal comin' out the Smith & Wesson, bang 我的太阳穴手感金属马上就要来了史密斯和韦森，爆炸

Say a prayer, leave my brains on the tile floor 做一个祷告，让我的脑子在地板上

My bitch hate me, always tell me I should smile more 我的母狗恨我，总是告诉我，我应该多笑笑

Off them drugs that hit you in your spinal cord 关他们的药物，打在你的脊髓

This the shit I need to keep the climate warm 这狗屎我需要保持气候温暖

Wish I could get high, space migration 希望我能获得高，空间迁移

Pretend I can just fly to great vibrations 假装我可以飞到大震动

The magazines need a quote 该杂志需要报价

Now I'm gone, sorry I don't even know 现在我走了，对不起，我什至不知道

   

[Outro: Mac Miller] [尾奏：苹果米勒]

And this pain, and this pain, and this pain, and this pain 而这种痛苦，这种痛苦，这种痛苦，这种痛苦

Mixed up with this rain, this rain, this rain, this rain 混合了这雨，这雨，这雨，这雨