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Okay, okay, yeah
– Si. bene, si
Lennox where the brown boys at
– Lennox ubi brunneis pueri ad
I can’t go over there
– Non possum illuc ire
Del Aire where the white boys at
– Harum unde et pueri in
I don’t live over there
– Ah! non vivet
Dody, where the dope boys at?
– Dic, ubi sunt pueri?
I won’t go over there
– Non ego vadam illuc
Unless I’m tryna get pressed up, like hair
– Nisi tryna sum pressus sursum, sicut capillus
White tees, Nike Air is the daily atear, or attire, not mine
– Tees albae, Curabitur Aer est cotidie atear, vel vestis, non mea
So they just might stare if I’m there
– Videtur mihi aliquid momenti ad verum afferre posse libra
Walk by in the pink ice Airs
– Ambulate per Rosea glacies Caeli
What size? Not mine
– Quae magnitudo? Non mea
Wouldn’t really be a fair fight there, pipe down
– Non vere pulchra pugna ibi, fistula descendit
Not scared, dark blue, dark red
– Non terrebis, tenebris hyacintho, tenebris rubrum
Don’t give a fuck there, might die
– Non me mortuam dices
Might dare over what you’d wear or won’t
– Blanditiis possimus quis et non
Where niggas from, can’t breathe, low air
– Ubi niggas a, respirare non potest, humilis aer
So, no
– Itaque nulla
Don’t call me, nigga
– Ne me appella, nil
Talkin’ ’bout bailin’ you outta jail
– Talkin ”bout bailin’ vos outta carcerem
Because your stupid ass over there stole a ****
– Quia stultus tuus asinus illic furatus est ****
Tryna impress a friend
– Tryna amicum impress
And I’m a single parent, I’ve got bills to pay
– Ego autem unius parentis, ego got laoreet reddere
I’m not tryna bail you outta jail, nigga, ’cause you’re stupid as fuck
– Im ‘non tryna vadimonium vos outta vincula, nigga,’ tu es stultus causam quam irrumabo
Yeah, momma told me not to come over there
– Mamma ha detto che ho smesso di bere per fumo
Y’all niggas lost and you trapped in your thoughts (Mm)
– Nil perdidisti et capti in cogitationibus tuis (Mm)
‘Cause you shoot and you kill over land you ain’t bought (Mm)
– ‘Tu iace et interfice terram quam emisti (Mm)
Y’all probably gon’ end up dead or in jail (Mm)
– Y ‘verisimile gon’ finem mortuum vel in carcere (Mm)
Momma told me not to come over there (Mm)
– Mamma dixit me non venire (Mm)
Y’all niggas smoke and you drink ’til it’s dark (Mm)
– Fugiat neque et beatae ‘donec suus’ tenebris (Mm)
And you think that it’s smart and I heard you sell dope (Mm)
– Et puto quod suus ‘ dolor et audivi te vendere dope (Mm)
And you rob and you steal, shoot your guns in the air (Mm)
– Et furantur, et vos faciatis, tomo espada en mano,
Momma told me not to come over there (Bih)
– Mamma dixit me non venire (Bih)
Y’all niggas bang and you all from a gang (Bih)
– Nichil [[?]] iam dolet qui hanc [[patitui]] iniuriam.
And you hang and you press little niggas like me (Bih)
– Et fugit ad salices, et se cupit ante videri.”
Outside a area, nobody care (Bih)
– Extra aream, nullus curae (Bih)
Momma told me not to come over there (Bih)
– Mamma dixit me non venire (Bih)
Y’all with the shits, I was born with a gift (Bih)
– Y ‘ all cum cacas, natus sum dono (Bih)
And if I fall in love, y’all can unwrap it quick (Bih)
– Et si in amorem incidero, illud velox evolvere potest (Bih)
So I make sure that I’m never present (Bih)
– Ego certe, quod im ‘ nunquam praesens (Bih)
Momma told me not to come over there (Bih, bih, bih, bih)
– Et dixit ad me: non veniet Super Me (Bih, bih, bih, bih)
That ain’t the move and niggas is coons (What?)
– Quod non moventur et niggas est coons (Quid?)
And that I’m a real nigga, shit isn’t cool (Bih)
– Et quod ego verum nigga, stercore, non frigus (Bih)
Said I should never abide by the rules of the street (Ooh, ooh)
– Dixit nunquam me manere per regulas vici (Ooh, ooh)
Shit is real and it’s also not real (Hey)
– Verus est stercore et suus ‘ etiam non realis (Heus)
Spray what you claim and fuck up the building
– Aspergine quod dicis et xvi pedicabo sursum aedificium
Spray up the party and rake all the bodies
– Partium sparge et omnia corpora sarculum
Nobody gon’ stop ’til somebody get killed (Mm)
– Nemo gon ‘subsisto’ donec quis adepto occisus (Mm)
Momma told me not to come over there (Ooh)
– Maman dice: non veni (Oh)
But that’s all y’all knew, the red and the blue
– Sed quod suus ‘omnes y’ sciebant, rubrum et caeruleum
I liked baby pink at the time (Mm)
– Ego probaverunt infantem rosea ad tempus (Mm)
Homie made sure nobody came to press lines, fine
– Homie factus certus nemo venit ad torcular lineae, denique
Momma told me not to come over there (Mm, yeah)
– Mamma dixit me non venire (Mm, yeah)
But y’all treat me right, y’all handle my fights (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
– Y ‘all tractare me rectum, y’ tractamus mihi pugnat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And told me not to ever, ever, ever, ever pick up this life (Yeah, yeah)
– Et dixit mihi: non semper, semper, semper, semper exciperent hanc vitam (Yeah, yeah)
I hope I did right (Yeah)
– Je vous le demande, s.
Father told me nothin’, fuck it
– Pater dixit mihi nothin’, irrumabo eam
I understand as a man that I wasn’t his plan (Woo, woo, woo)
– Intellego enim quod homo non eram eius consilium (Woo, woo, woo)
Had some other ideas in his head
– Et ideo dicit in capite suo
I hold no grudges, I heard he a fan
– Ego nescio, non vidi, non audivi.
Pockets hella heavy, healthy, sweet as Betty Crocker (Mm)
– Loculos hella gravis, sanus, dulcis Sicut Betty Crocker (Mm)
I wake every mornin’, gettin’ ready (Mm)
– Ego excitare omnis mane’, gettin ‘ paratus (Mm)
Happy as a motherfucker, spent five hundred thousand (Mm)
– Beatus sicut motherfucker, quinque milia consumpta (Mm)
Ain’t think nothin’ of it, that must count for somethin’, right? (Yeah)
– Non puto nothin ‘ex eo, quod debet numerare aliquid’, ius? (Yeah)
Life, got the cheese, want a slice? (Uh, yeah)
– Vita, caseum obtinuit, scalpere vis? (Uh, yeah)
Got the cheese, where the mice? (Yeah)
– Obtinuit caseum, ubi mures? (Yeah)
With the pussy, what’s my vice?
– Cum pussy, quid suus ‘ vice mea?
New threads and a bike
– Fila nova et cursoriam
Shit sweet, like rice
– Stercore dulcis, sicut rice
With the sugar and the butter, got it from my grandmother (Mm)
– Cum saccharo et butyro, eam obtinuit a avia mea (Mm)
I ain’t like the salt and pepper, lil’ nigga from the gutter (Mm)
– Mihi placet cibus pizza est. ‘ nil esse a putredine (mm)
I don’t show it, but I know it (Know it)
– – Non scio, magister, sed ea perterrita territaque erat.
I’m a painter, not a poet (Not a poet)
– Non est quem tepidi uocant poetae,Non poetae
Get the picture, come together (Mm)
– Vedi anche su quelli che vogliono esercitarsi (Mm.
Like stitches with a scar
– Sicut suturis cum cicatrice
Daddy gone, I ain’t lyin’ (La-la)
– Et ille: “ego non sum” (Luc.
That’s a bar, yeah, I said it (Uh, uh)
– Quod suus ‘ a talea, yeah, ego dixi (Uh, uh)
Like alarm, now set it (La-la)
– Sicut terror, nunc pone (La-la)
Like speak, but you read it (Uh)
– Et suscitemus eum conferamus, si legas
Like bleed
– Sicut sanguinem
Momma told me, 1970
– Ab anno 1970 iurisconsultus admissus est.
Youngest of seven, it wasn’t heavenly
– Minimus septem, caelestis non erat
Home was South Central, school’s Beverly
– In Casa Sua pueros alunt educantque
Brother locked up, sister strung out
– Frater clausa, soror inserta
High school president, ran for it
– In casa sua pueros alunt educantque
Had the chance to move out, ran for it
– Si quid movendum est, fugit
Love them Africans, met one
– Amo eos Africani occurrit unum
Let him in, when they got the news, he ran for it (Ooh)
– Ad sinistram hac recta platea; ubi ad dianae ueneris,
Twenty, I popped out—
– Viginti ego papaver—
I was perfect, she ain’t need to plan for it (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
– Perfectus eram, non opus est consilium (Heus, heus, heus, heus)
Knew I was the future, she was clairvoyant (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
– Sciebam me futurum esse, erat clairvoyant (Heus, heus, heus)
Touched me and she catch the hand (Woo, woo, hey, woo)
– Me tetigit et manum capit (Woo, woo, heus, woo)
Me and her, we ain’t need a man (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
– Me et illam, non opus est homini (Heus, heus, heus)
College courses with me in her hand (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
– Cursus collegii mecum in manu eius (Heus, heus, heus, heus)
Asked her why she didn’t have a plan B
– Interrogavit eam cur consilium Non haberet B
She said I wouldn’t understand
– Ea dixit non intellego
Then, she had a daughter, the father had a baby momma (Baby momma)
– Deinde filiam habuit, pater infantem momma (Infantem momma)habuit
Causin’ problems, momma almost caught a gun charge-uh, ’cause of drama (Phew-phew-phew)
– Causin ‘problemata, momma paene crimen tormentarii captus-uh,’ causa dramatis (Phew-phew-phew)
Court case, hair gone (Gone)
– Atrium casu, capillus abiit (Abiit)
Weight gone, bare bones (Bones)
– Pondus abiit, nudis ossibus (Ossa)
Switched homes, ain’t right to me, light for me
– Domum redire, non me illuminare, quia ego sum
She would always fight for me, yeah, she over-protect
– Illa mihi semper pugnare, yeah, ipsa super-defendat
‘Cause she had a momma who got a boyfriend who ain’t know how to keep hands to himself (Mm, hands to himself, nigga)
– ‘Causa illa momma habuit quae boyfriend obtinuit qui sibi manus servare nesciunt (Mm, manus ad se ipsum, nigga)
I was raised in a house full of love
– Et erexit me in domum plenam amoris
I was raised on that type of time
– Ego erexit in illo genere temporis
Niggas say, “She did a good job”
– Niggas dicere, ” et fecit bonum officium”
Duh, bitch, I turned out fine
– Dux, bitch, denique conversus sum
Duh, bitch, I turned out fine
– Dux, bitch, denique conversus sum
Lookin’ like him, bitch, I turned out fine (Ooh)
– Lookin ‘ sicut eum, canis, et conversus sum de fine (Ooh)
Say what you want, bitch, I turned out fine (Hoo, hoo, hoo)
– Dimmi, che vuoi, ben che questo sia cazzo (Hoo, hoo, hoo)
Some niggas fall, but I turned out fine
– Quidam niggas cadunt, sed denique conversus sum
Can’t have it all, now I have it all (Woo)
– Omnia habere non possunt, nunc omnia habeo (Woo)
‘Cause I had it all, bitch, I turned out fine (Woo)
– ‘Causa ego quoque omnes, bitch, et conversus sum denique (Woo)
Can’t tell me nun’, bitch, I turned out fine
– Non possum dicere nun’, bitch, denique conversus sum
I am the guy, bitch, I turned out fine
– Me. dictum factumque puta, quis ut
Look at this house, bitch, I turned out fine (Turned out fine)
– Respice ad hanc domum, bitch, et conversus sum denique (Conversus sicco denique)
Look at these kids, I turned out fine
– Respice ad hos haedos, denique conversus sum
Look at me, bitches, I turned out fine
– Me, putasne, siquidem bene
Look at me, bitches, I turned out fine
– Me, putasne, siquidem bene
Look at me, bitches, I turned out fine
– Me, putasne, siquidem bene
Look at me, niggas, I turned out fine
– At tu, nichil me vides, si me amaveris
Look at me, bitches, I turned out fine
– Me, putasne, siquidem bene
Look at me, bitches, I turned out fine
– Me, putasne, siquidem bene
Mother
– Mater
