On the microphone like, 上的麦克风一样，

God bless this planet, planet, 上帝保佑这个星球，星球上，

Took like for granted, granted 花一样理所当然，授

This mic, mechanical, panic, 这个麦克风，机械，恐慌，

God hold it single handed 上帝握住单手

Times like a left-handed bandit 就像左手匪时报

When right handed man 当右撇子的人

This bandit planned it 这强盗计划好了

And propagandized it or Canada 并宣扬它或加拿大

It’s so on ice and so raw 它是如此冰等原

And yeah move yeah so for power like thinking a soldier ，是的是的移动使权力像想当兵

Would fall to his knees to serve golden caps and such 将下降到他的膝盖服务金帽等

To esoteric to touch but atmospheric enough to 要深奥的触摸，但大气够

Grab like a pink cat, tag on a wall, 抓一把粉红色的猫，在墙壁上的标签，

B-boys at the park while DJ’s rock the party B超的男孩在公园，而DJ的摇滚派对

And MC’s serve cooked food like Mr. pounded it 和MC的发球就像煮熟的食物先生就捣

Back in the days when there’re rights 早在天当是权利

Are we the wrongs, kid? 是我们的错吗，孩子？

But now the silly songs and electrical concerts 但现在的傻歌曲和电音乐会

Though live for a luppa I will just drop sixteen bombs on it 虽然住了luppa我只会下降16炸弹就可以了

Life and death they roll in Siamese twins 生命与死亡，他们的连体双胞胎滚

So the day that hip-hop dies 让嘻哈去世的日子

Another life could begin 另一种可能的生活开始

And we continue to… 我们继续...

   

On the microphone like this, on the microphone like that, 关于像这样的麦克风，如麦克风上，

On the microphone like this, on the microphone like that, 关于像这样的麦克风，如麦克风上，

On the microphone like this, on the microphone like that, 关于像这样的麦克风，如麦克风上，

On the microphone like this, on the microphone like, 关于像这样的麦克风，麦克风上一样，

   

All around the world, we move it up 在世界各地，我们将其向上

And yo we keep things striving 哟，我们不断追求的东西

So high from heaven to the deep blue sea 如此之高从天堂到深蓝色的大海

(Listen), I am not indie rock I was indeed hip-hop （听着） ，我不是独立摇滚我是真的嘻哈

With many styles I’m from the trine-ibal stop. 有很多款式，我从三合- IBAL停止。

No comma, I’m my father’s persona, 没有逗号，我是我父亲的角色，

I’m ready to spin my beat and maybe one day can meet my momma 我已经准备好我的旋转和跳动也许有一天能满足我的妈妈

Slides, I’m slinging verbs, my intent is not sinister, son of a minister 幻灯片，我吊索动词，我的目的不是阴险，一个牧师的儿子

A bible thumping commissioner, finished an album 圣经怦委员，完成一张专辑

Scrap and draped in the nostalgia of cafeteria title 废料和披在食堂称号怀旧

Battle just me and Nigel. 战斗中只有我和奈杰尔。

Now they spinning wax sticks, the back seat cracks 现在，他们纺蜡棒，后座上的裂缝

I can’t entertain us like Kevin can’t relax. 我不能招待我们像凯文不能放松。

Yell I’m spinning thoughts with anti-gravital force 喊我纺的想法与反gravital力

Shoot the monkey off my porch 拍猴子关我的门廊

And pass myself the torch to light it up… 并通过自己的火炬点燃起来...

   

All around the world, we move it up 在世界各地，我们将其向上

And yo we keep things striving 哟，我们不断追求的东西

So high from heaven to the deep blue sea 如此之高从天堂到深蓝色的大海

All I ever wanted to do 我曾经想做的事

Was show you had faith in you 是告诉你在你有信心

But now I help you through the fire 但现在我帮你从火

You’re so different baby 你是如此不同的宝宝

You always got something to say 你总是有话要说

But it’s more about the things you do 但更多的是你做的事情

Got me singing yeah eh yeah eh yeah 让我唱呀诶呀诶呀