My styles are Grundy, gritty and crusted with mold 我的风格是格兰迪，坚韧不拔和结痂与模具

My body is a shell, inside is a tortured soul 我的身体是一个外壳，里面是一个备受折磨的灵魂

Waiting to grab a hold, of everything you that know 等待一切抢抱，你知道

And casually throw it all right out the window 随便把它没事窗外

I return from the beyond again, with a shovel on my shoulder 我从回来以后再与我的肩膀上一铲

And a photograph of him, from the dark, backwards 和照片的他，从黑暗，落后

Counter-clockwards, 反clockwards ，

A lot of the words that I said, they went unheard 很多，我说的话，他们就闻所未闻

Buried in the casket, tucked under the earth 埋在棺材，藏在地底下

For so long, with hopes that no one would get hurt, 这么久了，有希望，没有人会受到伤害，

From this raging retard 从这个来势汹汹的减速

Riddled with bullet holes, when you're different, 千疮百孔的弹痕，当你不同，

That's how it goes 这是怎么一回事呢

I understand, do you? 我明白了，你呢？

If you were in a situation, that's mine 如果你是在一个情况，那是我的

You'd probably go on, pretending everything is fine 你可能会去，假装一切都很好

But that, phony feeling couldn't be further from truth 但是，假的感觉，不能从事实并非如此

When your on your back, in a coffin, wearing a suit 当你的背部，在棺材里的，穿西装

   

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When your on your back, in a coffin, wearing a suit 当你的背部，在棺材里的，穿西装

That phony feeling, couldn't be further from truth 那虚假的感觉，不能从事实并非如此

   

Dirty like the earth, And young bitches that lift skirts 在解除裙子脏象地球和年轻的母狗

To pay college funds, or get they nails done 支付大学的资金，或让他们做钉子

We all human, got to do, what we gotta to do 我们所有的人，该怎么做，我们得做

From flipping a couple birds, to turning a trick or two 从翻了几个小鸟，以把一个或两个窍门

Or slapping a trick or three, for imitating a G 或掌掴了一招，三，对于模仿A G

Rapping in the mirror, while they bumping my LP 说唱镜子，而他们撞我的LP

Imitation is flattery, that what they tell me 模仿是奉承，说什么他们告诉我

But you ain't thug, you can't sell me, nope 但你是不是暴徒，你不能卖给我，没了

   

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When your on your back, in a coffin, wearing a suit 当你的背部，在棺材里的，穿西装

That phony feeling, couldn't be further from truth 那虚假的感觉，不能从事实并非如此

   

A beautiful bowl of spread with lilies and orchids 一个漂亮的碗传播与百合和兰花

A mortician playing your song upon the organ à殡仪业者在器官发挥你的歌

I'll smash in your casket in with a sledgehammer 我将粉碎你的棺材在用大锤

At this point now the anger is all that really matters 在这一点上，现在的愤怒是所有真正的问题

Busted the clock, threw the numbers away in my dreams 猛击时钟，扔号码走在我的梦里

So I'm haunted by new miracle messages, what do they mean? 所以我用新的奇迹的消息困扰，它们意味着什么？

Whatever it is, is probably wrong 不管是什么，可能是错的

There's a hole in my head, and thoughts do linger too long 有一个在我的头上一个洞，和思想都萦绕太长

And then I get branded as a walking mistake 然后我被骂为步行错误

And all I wanted was a piece of the cake, and some ice cream 和所有我想要的是一块蛋糕，冰淇淋

Would a nice dream like a vacation from nightmares? 说一个美好的梦想就像从噩梦度假？

Speaking on deaf ears to people who don't really care 在谈到充耳不闻的人谁不真正关心

We throw it all away in garbage, bring it back 我们把它全部带走垃圾，把它带回来

Clean it up after the commentary and serve us a track 评后清理，为我们服务的轨道

What ever they want they gonna get, that's besides the point 什么都自己想，他们会得到，这是除了点

Meanwhile many motherfuckers platinum off of club joints 与此同时，很多怎么就掉铂俱乐部关节

And it's all fucked up right now 而这一切都搞砸了，现在

And it's all fucked up right now 而这一切都搞砸了，现在

And it's all fucked up right now 而这一切都搞砸了，现在

When your on your back in a coffin wearing a suit 当你对你的背部在一个棺材穿西装

   

[Chorus: x4] [合唱： X4 ]

When your on your back, in a coffin, wearing a suit 当你的背部，在棺材里的，穿西装

That phony feeling, couldn't be further from truth 那虚假的感觉，不能从事实并非如此