作词 : Faral
作曲 : Ballrockin
Chours副歌：
little gehtto boy
小贫民窟男孩
play in the ghetto street
成长在贫民区街头
when you spend day and night
当你在白天和黑夜
when you spend cash and time
当你花费现金和时间
Verse1：
I grab the mic like a sickle to harvest the funk，
And lay my law down in riddle, peep the lingo
我像镰刀一样抓住麦克风来收获恐惧
把我的法则放在谜语中，窥视行话
Left the politics in limbo
I terrorize your who like an adololescent pimple negro, yeah
让局势陷入困境
我恐吓那些喜欢青春期疙瘩黑人的人，是的
I'm a glorified schizo, borderline emo and I love me the nymphos
Stunting on their iPhones to catfish mandingos
我是一个荣耀的精神分裂，边缘情绪，我爱我的nymphos
将他们的iPhone发育迟缓到鲶鱼mandingos
Do it for the c-notes and blame it on libido
Kick in the door wack rappers on the floor
为c-notes做它并且责备它在性欲上
踢在地板上的门怪说唱歌手
You claim to be raw but y'all rotten at the core
I bring war, pluck a thorn from my crown
你声称自己是生的，但你们都是腐烂的核心
我带来了战争，从我的王冠上拔出一根刺
Poke Horus in the eye I'm high up the ladder to my prime
As far as these rhymes apply
在眼中捅了荷鲁斯我已经高高耸立在我的巅峰时期
这些押韵适用
No reason to deny this lyrical divine
Did it by design left the ******** behind
Bush Baby on the mic sound nice like fine wine
没有理由否认这种抒情的神圣
它的设计是否留下了废话
麦克风上的布什宝贝听起来就像精美的葡萄酒
Chours副歌：
little gehtto boy
小贫民窟男孩
play in the ghetto street
成长在贫民区街头
when you spend day and night
当你在白天和黑夜
when you spend cash and time
当你花费现金和时间
Verse2：
Forgive for my anger, I had to let all out //
原谅我的愤怒，我不得不全力以赴//
everything thing was all easy till I boxed all in //
所有事情都很容易，直到我全部插入//
my emotions were dark and all deep inside I was embodiment of Friday on the 13//
我的情绪是黑暗的，内心深处我是星期五13的化身//
hold on to my lyrics I just hope they sink // before you hear my words you gotta stop and think /
/保持我的歌词我只是 希望他们下沉//在你听到我的话之前你必须停下来思考//
then you stop and stare do you dare to defy//do you choose to be fine/
/然后你停下来凝视你敢于挑战//你选择做得好
a lil miss sunshine // a man is born free but everywhere his in chains//
想念阳光//一个人天生就是自由的但是无处不在 他的枷锁//
t pains, it rains, it’s flames on a plain blank paper.. it stains... period //
它很痛苦，下着雨，它是一张普通的空白纸上的火焰......它会污染......期间
it makes me furious how they say cause you black you are inferior//
它让我感到愤怒他们怎么说因为你黑了你是劣等的//
/ don’t we whip our black asses white tissue paper. .. so superior//
不要我们鞭打我们的黑色 驴白纸巾。 ..如此优越//
similar... a Street of boulevard// in sync so not a part I preach with all my bars... With onenation we fight with out a cause//one love..
相似......一条大道街道//同步所以不是我所有酒吧传播的一部分......随着我们的努力，我们为一个事业而奋斗//一个人...
Chours副歌：
little gehtto boy
小贫民窟男孩
play in the ghetto street
成长在贫民区街头
when you spend day and night
当你在白天和黑夜
when you spend cash and time
当你花费现金和时间
Verse3：
Leaped for love and landed on a bed of lust
Perfect mirror broken Patience - self disgust
跃跃欲试，坠入情欲的床上
完美的镜子打破耐心-自我厌恶
Gates to my heart all covered with the rust
Same gates bolted and locked up with mistrust
我心中的大门都被锈覆盖着
同一扇门因不信任而闩锁起来。
As I embrace the present I blame the past
A bitter mother that made home sweet home a misnomer
当我拥抱现在，我责怪过去
一个使家变得甜蜜的苦涩母亲
I’m abnormal
Born and raised in disorder
We won’t say but we all know that
Daddy wanted a son and got me instead
我不正常
生龙活虎
我们不会说，但我们都知道
爸爸想要一个儿子让我
Flex
The kings we never meet cause they were not men
Could have been your happy pill when you were sad - now swallow the
弯曲
我们从未相遇的国王，因为他们不是男人
当你悲伤的时候，你可能是快乐的药丸。现在吞下苦果，躺在床上。
Cause you might own the Rolex but not the time
And your daughter is meant to save the youth in a rhyme
因为你可能拥有劳力士而不是时间
你女儿的意思用押韵来拯救青春
Said you might own the Rolex just not the time
And your could have been son is meant to save the ghetto
Through the radio
说你可能拥有劳力士不是时间
你本来可以是儿子来拯救贫民区
通过无线电....