- Snowgoons The Curse 歌詞
- Snowgoons
- They say the mind is a terrible thing to waste
他們說浪費大腦是很糟糕的事
So my every rhyme is designed from a spiritual place
所以我的每個韻律都來自我的精神
Get the time, Im some kind of a lyrical great
掌握時機我正處於一種詩意的愉悅
I drink wine from the vines of superior grapes
我喝著優質葡萄製作的美酒
Why you think I carry the weight? They got me very irate
你為什麼認為我會承受這些? 他們惹怒了我
I make a classic, its a habit how I bury these stakes
我創造了經典埋葬這些絆腳石已成為我的習慣
You cant compare me to snakes, I never bite, I never crawl
你不能把我和蛇相比我從不咬人我從不爬行
On the mic Im something that you never saw, this is raw
在麥克風裡我就是你從未見過的東西就是這樣
Yall cant be serious, its hilarious
你不能嚴肅這太滑稽了
I leaves you bloody like the first man to have a period
我讓你流血像初潮的人一樣
Period, I aint gotta write no more
月經我不打算再寫下去了
But since the beat kinda nice Im a write some more
不過這節拍不錯所以我再繼續寫點吧
Fight your war for what? Little cash, little cheques?
你為了什麼戰鬥? 一點金錢? 一點支票?
So when I die you can put a little flag on my chest?
所以我死的時候你可以在我胸上插一面小旗子?
You a fag with a rep, I got shotties for your men
你們是勞工代表我給了你們機會
If Obama dont get the spot, its probably not for him
如果奧巴馬沒得到這個機會那說不定這就不是給他準備的
Enough black men do good to only get shot
太多黑人努力著得到機會
Thats why Im good in the hood, I dont need to get the props
這就是為什麼我在這裡這麼棒我不需要後盾
I only need to get these thoughts off my brain
我只需把我腦中的想法寫下
Chopped let Juju Mob in the game
在遊戲裡把Juju Mob剁碎
Here comes the storm, get your talking on, sick nature back from the dead
暴風雨來了繼續說吧糟糕的起死回生的自然
Like the motherfuckers been reading the Necronomicon
就像讀著他媽的《死靈之書》
When the sick person is talking, I murder the market
當病人說話時我血洗市場
Im a monster, kids trying to see me searching the closets
我是個怪獸小孩嘗看著我翻找著壁櫥
If incompetent knuckleheads are being slumberers
如果無能的愚蠢者已經入睡
Im sick, I kick in a fucking door in and slap em out of pajamses
我感到噁心我一腳踢開門把他們趕走
Yall fakers believe that Ive been racing with cheetahs
你們都是以為我在和獵豹賽跑的虛偽者
My face is the thesis to standing tall and my laces Adidas
我的臉就代表著站在頂端我的鞋帶就是阿迪達斯
If Im unlucky to fuck
如果我幹得倒霉
Im sick motherfucker, plague wouldnt touch me with rubber gloves
我他媽感到噁心瘟疫不會帶著橡膠手套來碰我
Half-steppers stay beneath me, the rap shitll never leave me
半途而廢者永遠被我踩在腳下rap永遠不會離開我
Ill bring thunder like Thor swinging his hammer to AC/DC
我帶來雷聲就像雷神向著AC/DC搖動他的巨錘
Fuck you if you think this shit is improper
如果你覺得這不正確那就去你媽的
While Im lying rappers be pushing their keys thinking theyre hustlers
當這些說唱者轉動著鑰匙認為他們是騙子
Ill show and prove, never do it for paper
我會證明的從未為一片白紙這麼做過
maker or move for Snowgoons and the nature, motherfucker
Snowgoons的動作自然他媽的
The mob remains, we was just in the shadows
暴徒仍然存在我們只是在陰影之下
King of kings, Kamachi and Cauze, brother of pharaohs
王中之王Kamachi和Cauze 法老的兄弟
Cousins of killers, fathers of felons
殺手的表親罪犯的爸爸
Dont like no weed around us, well abolish your section
討厭沒有大麻在身旁我們禁止你的部分的
Got juice? You willl get bashed to a pulp
喝果汁? 你會被打成肉醬
Real talk, yeah since the status was cult
說真的既然身份就是邪教的話
Hundred and eighty- seven songs, that aint half of my vault
一百七十八首歌那連我保險庫裡一半都沒有
Hell froze, paved my way out on a path made of salt
太他媽冷了用鹽鋪出我的道路
Me and Mach made of fire, aint no patching the torch
用火做成的我和我的機器沒有火把
Pass out passing the pork, Ill splatter your thoughts
喝的爛醉吃著肉我會揮灑你的思想
West Philly where I rep, where my passage was taught
我代表著的西費城我學習寫文章的地方
Wilding up the block while grandaddy sat on the porch
當祖父坐在走廊時在街區裡鬧騰
Watching the news with his back to the room
看著新聞和房間裡他的背影
I grew up with kids who swam with crack in the womb
我和在有裂縫的子宮裡游泳的孩子一起長大
Now they selling the same shit, pops style on the same strip
如今他們買著同樣的東西流行風格還是一樣
Shower you, rhymes powerful as a cage kick
震撼你像籠球一樣有力的旋律
Oh what a tangled web, I leave you maimed and dead
多麼混亂啊我留下殘破奄奄一息的你
Without a microphone I make you fucking bang your head
沒有手機我讓你要對自己腦門開槍
My angers fed when I get some heat from wax
我的憤怒已被餵飽我從蠟中得到了些熱量
Gattsburg, woulda been a hit man, just learn to rap first
Gattsburg 要想成為殺手先學會rap
Used to be a fat jerk, now Im a skinny one
曾經是個肥胖的混蛋現在是骨感的混蛋
One man, one gun, I go to war with anyone
一個人一支槍我可以和任何人去戰爭
You fuck with Juju Mob, thats asinine
你去和Juju Mob鬼混吧太蠢了
Wont have to rhyme, nigga well settle this by blasting nines
不需要旋律我們黑鬼會讓一切崩裂
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