Текст и перевод песни Dohzi-T - 少年A

少年A

新聞賑わした少年A それじゃー将来は当然ねぇ
だから後がねぇ条件で 札束掴み頂点へ

悪ガキはガキなりのごたくぬかし スカした顔でアクセルふかし
フカし入れた奴はぶっ飛ばす キレりゃ光りもんスッとだす
暴走 抗争 ケンカで前科 地元の仲間とチルしてレイパック
深夜2時練る盗みの計画 なきゃヤベェ薬生活
悪名高い札付きのワル まともな仕事ふた月もたず
ストリートハスリン 生活はバブリー ガキの頃から憧れていたサグに
イケイケ毎晩恐いもんなし 眠らねぇ都会の街
繰り出し聞こえて来る HIP HOP BEAT やけに響くこの心臓に

新聞賑わした少年A それじゃー将来は当然ねぇ
だから後がねぇ条件で 札束掴み頂点へ

シカトしてた社会のモラル でももう10代も終わる
ツレが1人2人かたぎの職に 中にゃスジもんの本職に
やっぱマジでやれるもん探して 男なら超でっかくなりてぇ
そんな時たまたま出会った 戦う感じがうってつけだった
HIP HOP その意味も知らず YO! ファンキーなブレイクで体揺らす
繋ぐビートとライム交わる 一生のストリートライブ始まる
そして手組んだクルーとツルみ 名前とか決め手グループ作り
先の見えねぇワンダーランド もちろん目指すNo.1

新聞賑わした少年A それじゃー将来は当然ねぇ
だから後がねぇ条件で 札束掴み頂点へ

チェック 1.2 ジャックするオープンマイク ドープなビーツが興奮剤
磨き抜いたライムスキル変幻自在 どっかのクルーと牽制しあい
割り込んできたイカつい坊主と ナイフじゃなくマイクで勝負
ボーとしてりゃヤラれる過酷なゲーム 地下闘技場で名前を上げる
その後徐々に増えてくライブオファー 未来永劫 YO! ハードコア
仲間と誓い 想像する未来 答えてくヤバい男達の期待
常に上げるクラシック古典出す そのために引き出すポテンシャル
でめぇ貫きステージ上がり あの頃の少年AからBへ

新聞賑わした少年A それじゃー将来は当然ねぇ
だから後がねぇ条件で 札束掴み頂点へ

A Boy A

The news was buzzing about Boy A. What future could he possibly have?
So with nothing to lose, he grabbed a fistful of money and headed to the top.

The bad boy was just a kid talking smack, revving his engine with a smug grin.
Anyone who messed with him got knocked out. When he got angry, he'd flash a knife.
He was a menace, a hoodlum with a rap sheet. He hung out with his local crew and chilled in the back of their truck.
At 2 a.m., they'd plan their next robbery. They were desperate for money to fuel their drug habit.
He was a notorious criminal, a real bad boy. He couldn't hold down a job for more than two months.
He hustled on the streets, living a life of luxury. Ever since he was a kid, he'd dreamed of being a gangster.
He was fearless, living it up every night. The city never slept.
He'd hear the beat of hip-hop as he walked the streets, and it would resonate in his heart.

The news was buzzing about Boy A. What future could he possibly have?
So with nothing to lose, he grabbed a fistful of money and headed to the top.

He'd ignored society's morals, but now he was in his late teens.
One by one, his friends were getting honest jobs. Some were even becoming gangsters.
He knew he had to find something he could really do, something that would make him a big man.
And that's when he came across it: the thrill of battle.
He knew nothing about hip-hop, but he loved the funky breaks that made his body move.
The beats and rhymes connected with him. He was ready to start a lifelong street performance.
He teamed up with a crew and came up with a name. They formed a group and set their sights on becoming the best.
They had big plans in this strange new world, and they were determined to be number one.

The news was buzzing about Boy A. What future could he possibly have?
So with nothing to lose, he grabbed a fistful of money and headed to the top.

Check it, one, two. He'd jack the open mic. His dope beats were like a drug.
He perfected his rhyme skills, changing them up on the spot. He'd clash with other crews.
He squared off with a tough-looking monk, but they battled with mics, not knives.
If he wasn't paying attention, he'd get taken out. It was a brutal game, but he made a name for himself in the underground.
He started getting more and more live offers. Forever and ever, hardcore!
He made a pact with his crew, envisioning their future. They were bad boys who lived up to the hype.
He was always putting out classic tracks, reaching deep to unleash his potential.
He commanded respect on stage. The boy from the news had become a man.

The news was buzzing about Boy A. What future could he possibly have?
So with nothing to lose, he grabbed a fistful of money and headed to the top.