歌词
（"Fuck Jay-Z"）
去你妈的Jay-Z
What's up niggas, ay yo, I know you ain't talking 'bout me dog
怎样黑鬼，嘿，我知道你没有谈论我
You, what?
你算个啥玩意？
（"Fuck Jay-Z"）
去你妈的Jay-Z
You been on my dick nigga, you love my style, nigga
你都变成我胯下大雕了，你爱上我的风格了黑鬼
（"Fuck Jay-Z"）
去你妈的Jay-Z
（我）像乙醚一样搞坏你的脑子
（I） Fuck with your soul like ether
（战）真正的老大来教教你
（Will） Teach you the king you know you
（无不）“上帝之子”纹在我的小腹上
（Not） "God's son" across the belly
（胜）给你这个手下败将点颜色瞧瞧
（Lose） I prove you lost already
你得打起精神应战最重要的这局
你们一定等得不耐烦了
Brace yourself for the main event
就像等着艾滋病检测结果“结果是啥？”
Y'all impatiently waiting
还不确定，谁是说唱之王？2 Pac Nas还是Biggie？
It's like an AIDS test, what's the results?
我贪婪地征服每一片领土，东西南北全被我包揽
Not positive, who's the best? Pac, Nas and Big
我用汽油把你们全部淹没
Ain't no best, East, West, North, South, flossed out, greedy
点燃火星，炸得你们支离破碎尸骨无存
I embrace y'all with napalm
Nas怎么可能是垃圾？
Blows up, no guts, left chest, face gone
我用手枪指着你的骨头
How could Nas be garbage?
一枪命中你的脑门，给我从我的王座上滚下来
Semi-autos at your cartilage
哥早在1991年就登基了
Burner at the side of your dome, come outta my throne
我就是真理，重新定义说唱歌手的标准
I got this, locked since '9-1
我教导着信徒，而你这个叛徒犹大逃不出我的法眼
I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't influenced
靠着一些烂歌出名，之后总在歌里对爷念念不忘
Gave y'all chapters but now I keep my eyes on the Judas
听着
With Hawaiian Sophie fame, kept my name in his music
（我）像乙醚一样搞坏你的脑子
Check it
（战）真正的老大来教教你
（无不）“上帝之子”纹在我的小腹上
（I） Fuck with your soul like ether
（胜）给你这个手下败将点颜色瞧瞧
（Will） Teach you the king you know you
嘿，我抽起大麻，把烟灰弹在这群黑鬼身上（毫无疑问）
（Not） "God's son" across the belly
你们这群同性恋，都跪下亲吻我的戒指
（Lose） I prove you lost already
（我）像乙醚一样搞坏你的脑子
（战）真正的老大来教教你
Ay yo, pass me the weed, pour my ashes out on these niggas man （no doubt）
（无不）“上帝之子”纹在我的小腹上
Ay, y'all faggots, y'all kneel and kiss the fucking ring
（胜）给你这个手下败将点颜色瞧瞧
我也曾经功亏一篑，遭到唾弃，走在死亡边缘
（I） Fuck with your soul like ether
那些傻逼想让我永无出头之日，万幸，哥又东山再起了
（Will） Teach you the king you know you
你们尽管骂我，亵渎我，对着我的墓碑吐口水把
（Not） "God's son" across the belly
尽管在我背后议论我，嘲笑我，但在我面前时
（Lose） I prove you lost already
你们这群假惺惺的人却在“和谐相处” 一群隐藏着的嫉妒狂
你们手中拿着我施舍给你们的钞票，我还能挣多少？
I've been fucked over, left for dead, dissed and forgotten
你们在街头喋喋不休，把我从睡梦中吵醒
Luck ran out, they hoped that I'd be gone, stiff and rotten
是基Z和屌Fella想来找茬了
Y'all just piss on me, shit on me, spit on my grave （uh）
于是我拿出家伙，不慌不忙的上子弹
Talk about me, laugh behind my back but in my face
要把他们一网打尽，我一个人就能应付过来
Y'all some "well wishers," friendly acting, envy hiding snakes
还有他的“蓝图”，听上去一塌糊涂
With your hands out for my money, man, how much can I take?
KRS-One早就出过一张专辑叫“蓝图”了
When these streets keep calling, heard it when I was sleep
首先，Biggie是你的好兄弟，你却大言不惭地说你比Biggie还牛逼
That this Gay-Z and Cockafella Records wanted beef
鸡巴一样的贱嘴，Biggie要是活着也被你气死了
Started cocking up my weapon, slowly loading up this ammo
（我 战 无 不 胜）
To explode it on a camel, and his soldiers, I can handle
“上帝之子”纹在我的小腹上 给你这个手下败将点颜色瞧瞧
This for dolo and it's manuscript, just sound stupid
纽约之王归来了，我的皇冠在哪里？
When KRS already made an album called Blueprint
你们的伤害毫无作用，让我们开始干吧
First, Biggie's ya man, then you got the nerve to say that you better than Big
（我）像乙醚一样搞坏你的脑子
Dick sucking lips, why not you let the late, great veteran live
（战）真正的老大来教教你
（无不）“上帝之子”纹在我的小腹上
（I...will...not...lose）
（胜）给你这个手下败将点颜色瞧瞧
"God's son" across the belly, I prove you lost already
你们这帮傻逼对待感情就像婊子一样
The king is back, where my crown at?
真可惜我把你当我兄弟
（Ill...will） Ill Will rest in peace, let's do it niggas
为了钞票你把你灵魂都出卖了
（I） Fuck with your soul like ether
小屁孩，哥可是看着你一步步成名的
（Will） Teach you the king you know you
现在我就想骄傲的老爹微笑着看着自己的独子成功了
（Not） "God's son" across the belly
你看上去只擅长对女人指指点点
（Lose） I prove you lost already
你像个小屁孩被骂的不敢抬头，叫你丑小鸭你都不敢笑
哦 生活真艰难 别拒绝我 哥赏你一个拥抱
Y'all niggas deal with emotions like bitches
但你却写了一堆歌明里暗里的不尊重我
What's sad is I love you 'cause you're my brother
1988年你在你的地盘被人满大街追着打
You traded your soul for riches
打电话给我求救而我根本没给我电话给你
My child, I've watched you grow up to be famous
你做的是给你们树立说唱标杆让你们忙着跟风模仿
And now I smile like a proud dad, watching his only son that made it
我挂着微笑，他们把跟我吃早餐当作荣耀
You seem to be only concerned with dissing women
而你戴着Jaz-O的项链，没枪没钱没车
Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly?
吹嘘自己是个匪帮缺没进过监狱，没兄弟，没自己的圈子
Well life is hard, hug me, don't reject me
只有夏威夷衬衫，头戴一个小花环
Or make records to disrespect me, blatent or indirectly
你只是一个骗子，假货，怂包，一个疯狂的歌迷
In '88 you was getting chased through your building
我还是狠狠的抽你的屁股，听说你丫学过空手道？
Calling my crib and I ain't even give you my numbers
你只会女性健身操，想要健身，变得轮廓分明？
All I did was gave you a style for you to run with
问我还能不能有点知识
Smiling in my face, glad to break bread with the god
哈哈，你想要学会我的知识的话
Wearing Jaz chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars
你要用点乙醚，让你的脑细胞死得慢点
No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case
那是P.Diddy还是Dame Dummy
Just Hawaiian shirts, hanging with little Chase
我知道 你就是Biggie他就像当年的P.Diddy一样
You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan
Rockefeller死于艾滋病，他的一生就这么结束了
I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a karate class
你们就选了这样的傻逼来命名你的公司？
You Tae-bo hoe, tryna' work it out, you tryna' get brolic?
这么说吧，我能玩女人，你们只能玩玩小伙
Ask me if I'm tryna' kick knowledge
你们这样就像抢走我的光芒，小伙子们？
Nah, I'm tryna' kick the shit you need to learn though
让你尝尝炽热的子弹，送你进墓地里去，小伙子
That ether, that shit that make your soul burn slow
带着我的九颗格洛克子弹入土为安吧小兄弟
Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy?
给Foxy Brown口交 好让她帮你献声出名
Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he's Puffy
你想什么呢，你现在能泡到女人是因为你帅？
Rockefeller died of AIDS, that was the end of his chapter
拜托，别天真了
And that's the guy y'all chose to name your company after?
你胡子拉碴就像只老鼠
Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas
Beans看起来都比你厉害
And now y'all try to take my spot, fellas?
你朋友被抓，让你去当替罪羊
Philly's hot rock fellas, put you in a dry spot, fellas
你靠着朋友出名，从JAZ到Kane，Irv再到Biggie
In a pine box with nine shots from my glock, fellas
而且Eminem在你的歌里把你的风头全抢了
Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her puss
你这个只爱玩JB的同性恋，只为了得到关注
What you think, you getting girls now 'cause of your looks?
皇后区的黑人统治者你们，问问你老板Russell Simmons去
Ne-gro please
哈，ROC被一枪干掉，永不翻身
You no mustache having, with whiskers like a rat
J.J.Evans被一枪干掉，永不翻身
Compared to Beans you wack
你整个唱片公司都被一枪干掉
And your man stabbed Un and made you take the blame
从Shawn Carter改名Jay-Z，你永远活在Jaz的影子下
You ass, went from Jaz to hanging with Caine, to Herb, to Big
所以小矮人被一枪干掉，永不翻身
And, Eminem murdered you on your own shit
还有多少Biggie的句子要被你的厚嘴唇玷污
You a dick-riding faggot, you love the attention
整天想着在我的歌曲客串的家伙
Queens niggas run you niggas, ask Russell Simmons
你的歌烂透了，向我道歉吧，小子，亲我的屁股吧
Ha, R-O-C get gunned up and clapped quick
J.J. Evans get gunned up and clapped quick
Your whole damn record label gunned up and clapped quick
Shawn Carter to Jay-Z, damn you on Jaz dick
So little shorty's getting gunned up and clapped quick
How much of Biggie's rhymes is gonna come out your fat lips?
Wanted to be on every last one of my classics
You pop shit, apologize, nigga, just ask Kiss
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