The microphone molester, machete undresser 话筒骚扰，砍刀undresser

"Stupid-dope-fresh" type shit resurrector “愚蠢的掺杂新鲜”型狗屎resurrector

Top gun, Miramar best-of-the-best-er 壮志凌云，美丽华最好的设施，最好的儿

The leave-an-MC-peace-in-rest-er 休假-AN- MC-和平的静止-ER

Skill tester, the flex-the-gunner 技能测试仪，柔性的枪手

The make-funner, the adversary make runner 化妆funner ，对手化妆亚军

Make summer cold with rhymes I spit 让夏天感冒与押韵我吐

Kick gift to lifted delinquent wit 踢礼物违法解除机智

I be the prophet, my rhyme--top it? Stop it. 我算是先知，我的韵 - 顶呢？别闹了。

Fly like rocket when I rock it 飞象火箭，当我摇晃

Lock it down with this perverse verse 这种反常的诗句锁定下来

Every fuckin curse a burst of hurt 每一个他妈的骂了一阵的疼

Move crowds: physical fitness rhymes 移动人群：体质童谣

Coke heads couldn't do my lines 焦头不能做我的台词

I'm decorated like christmas pines 我喜欢装饰圣诞树的松树

My battalion rocks 我营岩

MCs become silohetes of chalk 司仪成为粉笔silohetes

   

Reading my eyes will say it in many ways 看我的眼睛会说，这在许多方面

Losing my pride will save it in many days 失去我的骄傲将它保存在多少天

   

Hit the dirt because the words I spit will 打的污垢，因为这些话，我会吐

Do more than just rip your shirt 做的不仅仅是撕裂你的衬衫

I'll bitch slap your soul, contact the track control 我将母狗一巴掌你的灵魂，请与轨道控制

You're coming at me? You can't hack it though 你来我？你没本事，虽然

So ridiculous, watching my crew get sick of this 太荒谬了，看我的船员生病的这

Wickedness, pitchin' this, lyrical viciousness 邪恶， pitchin “这个，抒情的邪恶

To crews and cliques, made of men and mistresses 为了船员和拉帮结派，由男人和情妇

This is my life: the twilight and the fight night 这就是我的生活：黄昏和夜间的战斗

And trying to see nothing but the highlights when I write 并试图什么也看不见，但亮点当我写

These eyes on horizons, die for my song, cry rhymes in Krylon 这些眼睛的视野，死，因为我的歌，哭韵在Krylon

Fire on, move men telekinetically 火，将男子telekinetically

Esoterically beat-speaking with clarity Esoterically拍讲清晰

Feel my verity, heroism of heresy 我觉得真理，英雄主义的异端

And sever every MC I see with severity 并切断每一个MC我和严重程度看

   

Reading my eyes will say it in many ways 看我的眼睛会说，这在许多方面

Losing my pride will save it in many days 失去我的骄傲将它保存在多少天

   

Why not... what I came... Why not... what I came... 为什么不......我来了......为什么不......我来了......

   

Why not give me what I came to deserve? 为什么不给我什么，我来了，不值得？

Why not give me what I came to believe? 为什么不给我什么，我开始相信？

Why not give me what I came to deserve? 为什么不给我什么，我来了，不值得？

Why not give me what I came to believe? 为什么不给我什么，我开始相信？

   

Reading my eyes will say it in many ways 看我的眼睛会说，这在许多方面

Losing my pride will save it in many days... 失去我的骄傲将它保存在多少天...