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最后的街头

那不是写字楼里用写字笔写出来的生意
那是不需要写字楼的区域
长辈们没几个会写字 所以都期冀着
我们能成为有文化的人受到尊敬
但我们的规则里 想要得到别人尊敬
门槛是身上多少带着伤病
而我们嘲笑那些软蛋
就像Rabbi嘲笑Doc Papa有个美满的家庭
温室里的Pussy
我们同样讨厌电视上的那些
塑料嘻哈嘴里喊的塑料兄弟情
拉稀摆带的该去吃点泻立停
搔首弄姿发出的每个音都像在发情
花瓶 你的生活 根本不在丛林 holy
真正的街头哪讲现代文明
宽大的logo运动套装 戴gold chain
全世界所有真的匪帮 same shit

We run this block
生于街头也会死于街头
The camera
不敢拍的角落
是外面的人永远无法理解的灰色 no lie
Real talk it's real talk
多少钱在我眼里都不算多
也从来都没去大城市里消费过
这片丛林里称霸的animals
在这里并不容易饿死 但也绝对不富
潮流的风刮不进那巷子里的门户
车开到巷子口就只能停在原处
消防和医疗救护 根本无法及时给予援助
三万块钱就能撤销掉公诉
山高皇帝远得 私了已经成了风俗
简单的欺骗威胁就能压下风波
人都已经没了 不如拿钱改善生活 for real
对于那些孩子五六个的家庭
少了一个两个 真的不会太过伤心
Move that shit 警笛一叫 先别慌
不用怕光 它照不亮我最熟悉的深巷
血水泥汤 黏住鞋底用力才能移动
小心别伤 路边蟑螂老鼠臭虫
是陪我长大的伙伴 你最好给点尊重
在这里只有法则 从来不信春梦

We run this block
生于街头也会死于街头
The camera
不敢拍的角落
是外面的人永远无法理解的灰色 no lie
Real talk it's real talk
多少钱在我眼里都不算多
也从来都没去大城市里消费过
这片丛林里称霸的animals

The Last Block

It is not a deal made with a pen and a desk in an office building
It is an area in which the offices are not present
Not many of our elders know how to write, so they all hope that
we have a culture
But in our regulations, the way to gain respect from others
was how much our bodies suffered of wounds and sickness
and we mocked those pussies
just as Rabbi mocks Doc Papa for having a happy family
Pussy from the suburbs
We also hate those on television
those plastic rappers screaming plastic brotherhood
Those who spew diarrhea should take an Imodium
Every single sound they toss seems like a moan
You are a poser, your life is not in the jungle, holy
There is no modern civilization on the real streets
Loose designer sports suits and gold chains
All the real gangs are the same shit all over the world

We run this block
Born to the streets I will die on the streets
The camera
Cannot capture the corners
The outside world could never comprehend this gray area no lie
Real talk it's real talk
Any amount of money is insignificant to me
I have never been to the big cities
The animals who rule this jungle
It is not easy to starve here, but I am not rich
Fashion trends cannot enter those alleyways
Cars come to the alleys but they get stuck
Fire fighters and medical care cannot come in time
Three thousand dollars and you can drop the charges
Out of sight killing has become our custom
Deception and threats will extinguish the winds
He is dead, better to improve our lives for real
For those families with five or six kids
Losing one or two is not a serious loss
Move that shit The minute the siren wails do not panic
Do not fear the light, it cannot expose my familiar alley
Blood, mud, and soup I have to use force to remove them from my shoes
Be careful not to harm the cockroaches, rats, and bedbugs
They are my childhood friends, you better respect them
Here we only recognize the law, we do not believe in pipe dreams

We run this block
Born to the streets I will die on the streets
The camera
Cannot capture the corners
The outside world could never comprehend this gray area no lie
Real talk it's real talk
Any amount of money is insignificant to me
I have never been to the big cities
The animals who rule this jungle