[Verse One:] [诗一： ]

   

Remember back in the days, when niggaz had waves 记得在天，当兄弟们有波

Gazelle shades, and corn braids 瞪羚色调，玉米辫子

Pitchin pennies, honies had the high top jellies Pitchin便士， honies有高顶果冻

Shootin skelly, motherfuckers was all friendly 乱射斯凯利，怎么就被各友好

Loungin at the barbeques, drinkin brews Loungin在烧烤，喝啤酒

with the neighborhood crews, hangin on the avenues 与所有的邻居船员，一起街头的途径

Turn your pagers, to nineteen ninety three 把你的传呼机，要一九九三年

Niggaz is gettin smoked G, believe me 兄弟们开始报熏G，相信我

Talk slick, you get your neck slit quick 说话油滑，你会得到你的脖子缝快

Cause real street niggaz ain't havin that shit 造成真正的街头的兄弟们是不是就吃狗屎

Totin techs for rep, smokin blunts in the project Totin科技股为代表，戒掉钝器项目

hallways, shootin dice all day 走廊，乱射骰子整天

Wait for niggaz to step up on some fightin shit 等待兄弟们加强一些格斗狗屎

We get hype and shit and start lifin shit 我们得到的炒作和狗屎，并开始lifin狗屎

So step away with your fist fight ways 所以一步之遥了你的拳头打的方式

Motherfucker this ain't back in the days, but you don't hear me though 娘，这是不是回到了天，但你不听我虽然

   

[Verse Two:] [诗二： ]

   

No more cocoa leave-io, one two three 没有更多的可可假期-IO ，一二三

One two three, all of this to me, is a mystery 一二三，这一切对我来说，是一个谜

I hear you motherfuckers talk about it 我听说你怎么就谈论它

But I stay seein bodies with the motherfuckin chalk around it 不过，我住seein体与周围的娘粉笔

And I'm down with the shit too 而我用下来的狗屎太多

For the stupid motherfuckers wanna try to use Kung-Fu 对于笨怎么就想要尝试使用功夫

Instead of a Mac-10 he tried scrappin 取而代之的是Mac -10 ，他试图打架

Slugs in his back and, that's what the fuck happens 在他的背部蛞蝓，这是什么他妈的发生

when you sleep on the street 当你睡在大街上

Little motherfuckers with heat, want ta leave a nigga six feet deep 怎么就有点热，希望TA留个黑鬼六英尺深

And we comin to the wake 我们马上就要到尾

To make sure the cryin and commotion ain't a motherfuckin fake 为了确保哭泣和骚动不是他妈的假

Back in the days, our parents used to take care of us 早在天，我们的父母来照顾我们

Look at em now, they even fuckin scared of us 看看EM现在，他们甚至他妈的害怕我们

Callin the city for help because they can't maintain 呼唤城市寻求帮助，因为他们不能维持

Damn, shit done changed 妈的，妈做了改变

   

[Verse Three:] [诗三： ]

   

If I wasn't in the rap game 如果我不是在说唱游戏

I'd probably have a key knee deep in the crack game 我想可能有一个关键的膝盖深的破解游戏

Because the streets is a short stop 因为街道是短暂停留

Either you're slingin crack rock or you got a wicked jumpshot 要么你slingin裂缝的岩石或你有邪恶的跳投

Shit, it's hard being young from the slums 妈的，很难被来自贫民窟的年轻人

eatin five cent gums not knowin where your meals comin from eatin 5 ％的牙龈没有深深地知道在您的餐点，从科曼

And now the shit's gettin crazier and major 现在狗屎的疯狂开始报和主要

Kids younger than me, they got the Sky grand Pagers 孩子们比我年轻，他们得到了天空大寻呼机

Goin outta town, blowin up 布莱恩离开这座城市，吹响了

Six months later all the dead bodies showin up 六个月后，所有的尸体露出来了

It make me wanna grab the nine and the shottie 这让我想抓住九和shottie

But I gotta go identify the body 不过，我得走了认尸

Damn, what happened to the summertime cookouts? 妈的，什么发生在夏季野餐？

Everytime I turn around a nigga gettin took out 每次我转身黑鬼刚开拿出

Shit, my momma got cancer in her breast 妈的，我的妈妈在她的乳房得了癌症

Don't ask me why I'm motherfuckin stressed, things done changed 不要问我为什么，我娘强调，事情做完改变