歌词
Yeah, we back
没错，我们回来了
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
回到了房东穆罕默德的那间房子，在顶楼【Cole曾住的房子房东名叫穆罕穆德，并且允许Cole欠房租】
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
这密不透风的房间，只有一扇小小的窗户
The light be comin' through it in the morning
晨曦会在早上时穿过这窗口
Old-ass walls and shit
旧墙和诸如此类的东西
But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it
但是它和我记忆中的一模一样，和我想要的没差别
Yeah, I'm workin'
没错，我努力着
Yeah, I'm workin', nigga
我确实有在努力着
Look, it's the return of the Mr. Burn Suckers
瞧好了，这是“烧尽业界毒瘤”先生的回归【Mr. Burn Suckers反写Cole的小名Mr. Nice Watch】
Not herpes infested, just perfectly blessed with
未被不良风气染指过，就是最得天独厚的说唱
A style that you can't F with, protection recommended
这一种你无法企及的风格，始终牢不可摧
‘Cause Cole the definition of a weapon that can end it
因为Cole才是能被称之为毁灭这境况的武器
You know, mass destruction when I mash the button
你懂的，当我砸下按钮这说唱核弹难免搞出毁灭性打击
I take your favorite major rapper, left him independent
我终结你最喜欢的说唱歌手，让他孤立无援
Cryin' in the corner
快躲角落哭去吧
‘Cause I ain't into sorta kinda, dissin' niggas
因为我不是那种，光喜欢用嘴巴diss的人
I'm borderline addicted to slaughter
屠杀才是令我上瘾的事情
Line up niggas in order
把那些人玩弄鼓掌之间
Of who you think can really fuck with me most
就是那些你们觉得能够干涉到我的家伙
Then I tuck the heat close, if he don't duck then he ghost
然后我用词扫射一通，他只会回避或者请多一次代写
Ain't no need for discussion
没有什么必要再费口舌
If they weren't talking 'bout the bread
要不是他们靠说唱这块面包敛财
These motherfuckers be toast
这些废物只会混吃等死
Clap at the fake deep rappers
给假装有深度的说唱歌手一巴掌
The OG gatekeep rappers
为老一辈的说唱歌手鼓掌
The would-you-take-a-break-please rappers
向那些拥有不懈精神的说唱歌手致敬
Bunch of words and ain't sayin' shit, I hate these rappers
简单的一句话发音都不清晰，我最恨这些说唱歌手
Especially the amateur eight week rappers
尤其是没有实力的业余说唱歌手
Lil' whatever—just another short bus rapper
那个叫Lil什么的，又一个快餐说唱歌手【有指Lil Yachty、Lil Uzi Vert前两句指他们修正人声】
Fake drug dealers turn tour bus trappers
假装贩过毒的人变成巡演的说唱歌手
Napoleon complex, you this tall rappers
谈什么拿破仑情结，你们的高见也就这样
Get exposed standin' next to 6'4" rappers
和我这6尺4寸的说唱巨人相比显得相形见绌【暗讽Lil Uzi Vert身高166cm没Cole 191cm高，同时隐喻眼界高低】
The streets don't fuck with you, you Pitchfork rappers
没有人想和你们有牵连，拿Pitchfork的好评又如何
Chosen by the white man, you hipster rappers
不过是白人的评分罢了，你们这些只顾销量的歌手
I reload the clip, then I hit more rappers with that
我装上新弹夹，接着以歌代枪击败更多的说唱对手
Straight shittin' on these piss-poor rappers, I'm back
直击这些蹩脚的说唱歌手，我可是回归了
Never knew a nigga that was better
从未料到我也有这样的好日子
Revenue, I'm good at gettin' cheddar
收益不减，我最擅长给自己增值
Reminisce on days I didn't eat
缅怀以前我食不果腹的日子
If it's meant to be, then it'll be
命中有时终须有，命中无时莫强求
If it's not, then fuck it, I'ma try
若不然，也没关系，反正我会尽力
Ain't no need to ask the Father why, no
不需要问天父境遇好坏是为何
‘Cause one day everybody gotta die
因为人总有死去的时候
One day everybody gotta die, oh
人总有死去的时候
One day everybody gotta die
人总有死去的时候
One day everybody gotta die, my nigga, my nigga
人总有死去的时候，我的朋友，懂么
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