歌词
What up, kid? I know shit is rough doin' your bid
怎么样，孩子？我知道监狱里的生活非常艰难
When the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib
当时条子来找你的时候，你真应该藏在我家里
Fuck it, black, no time for lookin' back, it's done
去TMD，没时间再去后悔，这已经发生
Plus, congratulations, you know you got a son
但祝贺你，你知道你有了个儿子
I heard he looks like ya, why don't your lady write ya?
我听说他长得像你，为什么你的老婆不给你写信？
Told her she should visit, that's when she got hyper
我告诉过她应该来看看你，但她总是紧张过度
Flippin', talkin' about he acts too rough
TMD，那个把你送进来的人真是难搞
He didn't listen, he be riffin' while I'm tellin' him stuff
我告诉他要三思后行，可他不停劝告，还是莽撞行事
I was like, "Yeah," shorty don't care, she a snake too
我只好无奈地接受，他的妞也不在乎他这么做，她也是个两面三刀的人
Fuckin' with them niggas from that fake crew that hate you
我们去找了那虚伪的憎恨你的那帮人算账
But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece?
但是，猜猜谁被一枪击中了头部？
Jerome's niece, on her way home from Jones Beach
是Jerome的侄女，在她从Jones Beach回家的路上—这简直混乱了
It's bugged, plus little Rob is sellin' drugs on the dime
小Rob还在以贩毒为生
Hangin' out with young thugs that all carry 9's
和一群都带着9mm手枪的年轻暴徒混在一起
And night time is more trife than ever
在晚上没有其他的毒贩子敢在那儿做生意了
What up with Cormega? Did you see him? Are y'all together?
Cormega怎么样，你见到他们了吗？你们在一起吗？
If so, then hold the fort down, represent to the fullest
如果是那样，代表我们所有人跟他们待在一起
Say what's up to Herb, Ice and Bullet
替我向Herb, Ice和Bullet问好
I left a half a hundred in your commissary
我把一半的钱都留下来给你了
You was my nigga when push came to shove
你始终都是我的哥们儿，就算情形急转直下
(One what?) One love!
唯一的什么？唯一的爱
One love, one love, one love, one love
亲爱的Born, 你马上就能出来了，坚强点
One love, one love, one love, one love
在纽约之外，那些事还在继续发生
One love, one love, one love, one love
毒贩子还是在被追捕，大嘴巴还是在喋喋不休
One love, one love, one love, one love
等等，我告诉你昨天我在街头遇到的事情
Dear Born, you'll be out soon, stay strong
我看见你去年射杀的那个家伙扬言要给你点教训
Out in New York the same shit is goin' on
保证，我听到了他在吹牛
The crackheads stalkin', loudmouths is talkin'
他还在你的街区贩毒
Hold, check out the story yesterday when I was walkin'
你的兄弟把你的枪给了他
That nigga you shot last year tried to appear
现在他们在一起混了，感觉怎么样，伙计，无所谓
Like he hurtin' somethin'
我再回街头的时候，我会把这件事做个了结
Word to mother, I heard him frontin'
但是我听说你曾经因为电话费而用刀砍了个家伙
And he be pumpin' on your block
曾经在Island监狱里呆得快要发疯，现在又进了Elmira监狱
Your man gave him your Glock
你最好还是学会冷静，那些玩火的家伙一定会自焚
And now they run together — what up, son? Whatever
上次你写信说他们在淋浴房里向你挑衅
Since I'm on the streets I'ma put it to a cease
但是保持低调，你回来的时候，每个街角都会属于我们
But I heard you blew a nigga with a ox for the phone piece
所有这些瘸帮的家伙都知道怎么讨价还价
Wildin' on the Island, but now in Elmira
而当我们开始干事的时候，他们能做的可能只有告密
Better chill, ‘cause them niggas will put that ass on fire
但是没关系，我们下次聚会时再见
Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers
我给了你母亲一些钱去颐养天年，也给你寄去了几张照片
But maintain, when you come home the corner's ours
你兄弟的孩子在缅因州发疯似的给我写信
On the reals, all these crab niggas know the deal
他可能是想试试说唱，当他登门时，我会领着他从最基础的做起
When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal
所以你保持住风度，时间眨眼就过
But chill, see you on the next V-I
监狱不能监禁住你的思想（死亡才可以）
I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks, plus sent you flicks
我讨厌你母亲总是哭个不停
Your brother's buckwildin' in 4-Main, he wrote me
那让我想干掉伤害你的人，这是真的
He might beat his case, 'til he come home he'll play it lowkey
我甚至准备好了面具和手套去射出子弹，为了唯一的爱
So stay civilized, time flies
有时我会抽着一包叶子休息
Though incarcerated your mind dies
用另一个世界的意识思考着我如何才能在这些现实里生存
I hate it when your moms cries
在学校的教科书上，圣经或者其他什么东西上写写画画
It kinda makes me want to murder, for reala
去TMD学校的讲课，那些谎言只会让我更加恼怒
I even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs, but one love
我是来自贫民窟的孤魂野鬼
One love, one love, one love, one love
我平时都带着笔记录着生活，在睡觉的时候我会抽几根叶子
One love, one love, one love, one love
在这待了2天，你可能觉得我需要些自己的时间
One love, one love, one love, one love
去放松一下，不接电话，把手枪留在家里
One love, one love, one love, one love
你明白街头的那些糟糕的事给了我太大压力
Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha sack
在贝尔尤为整天和一个家伙在街角赌钱
[02:57.31]Mind's in another world, thinkin'
玩着H.D.M，数着数字8, 9, 10
"How can we exist through the facts?"
我看到这个极致国家的未来，所以我的笔变得冷酷无情
Written in school text books, bibles, et cetera
我回到家乡，没有人出来迎接，只有一个小子还记得给我打电话
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
于是我们去布鲁克林桥上把两根叶子接在一起抽，我们叫这个“双喜”
So I be ghost from my projects
他说.....
I take my pen and pad for the weekend
Hittin' L's while I'm sleepin'
A two-day stay, you may say I need the time alone
To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home
You see the streets had me stressed somethin' terrible
Fuckin' with the corners have a nigga up in Bellevue
Or HDM, hit with numbers from 8 to 10
A future in a maximum state pen is grim
So I comes back home, nobody's out but Shorty Doo-Wop
Rollin' two phillies together: in the Bridge we call 'em oo-wops
He said: "Nas, niggas caught me bustin' off the roof
So I wear a bulletproof and pack a black tre-deuce."
He inhaled so deep, shut his eyes like he was sleep
Started coughin', one eye peeked to watch me speak
I sat back like The Mack, my army suit was black
We was chillin' on these benches
Where he pumped his loose cracks
I took the L when he passed it, this little bastard
Keeps me blasted and starts talkin' mad shit
I had to school him, told him don't let niggas fool him
‘Cause when the pistol blows
The one that's murdered be the cool one
Tough luck when niggas are struck, families fucked up
Coulda caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed, never bust up
At the crowd, catch him solo, make the right man bleed
Shorty's laugh was cold-blooded as he spoke so foul
Only twelve, tryin' to tell me that he liked my style
Then I rose, wipin' the blunt's ash from my clothes
Then froze, only to blow the herb smoke through my nose
And told my little man I'ma ghost, I broze
Left some jewels in his skull that he can sell if he chose
Words of wisdom from Nas: try to rise up above
Keep an eye out for Jake, Shorty Wop, one love
One love, one love, one love, one love
One love, one love, one love, one love
To all my niggas locked up
From Queensbridge and all over
To my man [Goon?], one love
To my man [Her?], one love
To my man [Lake Gucciano?], one love
Can't forget my motherfuckin' heart, Big [Bo?], one love
To [Oogie?], yeah, one love
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