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Niggas try to come at me and shit like 黑鬼尝试来看着我，像狗屎

On some like, I only write slow songs 在一些就好了，我只写慢歌

And I only write...church and 我只写...教会和

How many of y'all are fucking with me with a pen, period? 怎么你们中许多人都他妈的跟我有一支笔，期限？

   

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I'm a writer, probably as good as Elton John 我是一个作家，也许不如埃尔顿·约翰

But whats writing good for if it ain't helping moms? 但写什么好，如果不帮助妈妈？

I'm tryna feed Japan while seeing sights of Lebanon 我tryna养活日本，而看到黎巴嫩的景点

And wiping away tears of girls that's getting felted on 和抹着女孩说是越来越毡上的眼泪

I'm tryna get my felt pen on but the block is hot 我tryna让我觉得笔上，但该块是热的

My hands is questioning if I'm bach or not 我的手被质疑，如果我巴赫或不

If I'm 2Pac or nonexistent to these juggernauts 如果我是2Pac的或不存在的这些神像

But I'm a architect an astronaut an argonaut 但我是一个建筑师宇航员的淘金者

So hey, you, get off my couch 所以，哎，你，离开我的沙发上

You don't know me stay the fuck out my mouth 你不知道我留了他妈的我的嘴

But I'm a writer you can quote it out loud 但我是一个作家，你可以给它出声

A false poet get my dough and I'm out 假诗人让我的面团，我走了

But here's an eighth of shrooms for your earlobe 但这里的爆炸蘑菇为您的耳垂第八

A little rap wrapped in cigarillo 有点饶舌包裹在小雪茄

A little bit of Wu-Tang, mixed with some Henry David Thoreau 吴唐一点点，有的亨利·大卫·梭罗混合

A little ponder theory you can ponder on your pillow 有一点思考的理论，你可以在你的枕头思考

But this is for the day that your dad dies 但是，这是你爸爸去世的日子

Puffin' some reason all you hearing is sad sighs 海雀某种原因，你听到的是悲伤的叹息

You searchin' for nostalgia but sad and you can't cry 您Searchin的怀旧，但可悲，你不能哭

So you check your iPod in search for some bad vibes 所以，你检查你的iPod中寻找一些不好的共鸣

From that rap guy, who raps over sad vibes 从说唱的家伙，谁斥责过悲伤的共鸣

I wrote it in an hour dawg, don't know what your dads like 我一个小时耶写的，不知道你是什么样的爸爸

He probably was a great dad, he's probably in paradise 他可能是一个伟大的父亲，他可能在天堂

You want deeply in heartbreak and sadly I can't write, nothing 你心碎要深刻，可惜我不能写，什么都没有

This is for those who wrote suicide notes 这是为那些谁写自杀笔记

And all the hipster girls that was super fly dope 和所有的时髦女孩，这是超级苍蝇涂料

You looking at her nose what you do besides coke 你看她的鼻子你除了做焦

You looking at her palms what you do besides dope 你在看她的手掌你除了做涂料

Nothing, life is but a supersized note 没什么，人生也不过是一个超大型的音符

I open up my mind like suicide door 我打开了我的心就像自杀门

And grab a pimp cane and a superfly coat 抢一个皮条客手杖和大衣SUPERFLY

Have they bobbing they heads to something stupid I wrote I hope 他们乘着他们将前往一些愚蠢的事，我写，我希望