America! We love you!
How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours?
The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect
The women and men who have broke their necks tor the freedom of speech
The United States government has sworn to uphold. (Yo I want everybody to listen to the words of this song)
Or so we're told
I never would've dreamed in a million years I'd see,
So many motherfuckin' people who feel like me
Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs,
It's like a fuckin' army marchin' in back of me
So many lives I touch, so much anger aimed
In no particular direction,
Just sprays and sprays
And straight through your radio waves it plays and plays,
'Til it stays stuck in your head for days and days
Who woulda thought,
Standing in this mirror bleachin' my hair, with some peroxide,
Reachin' for a t-shirt to wear
That I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this?
How could I predict my words would have an impact like this
I must've struck a chord, with somebody up in the office,
Cause Congress keeps telling me I ain't causin' nothin' but problems
And now they're sayin' I'm in trouble with the government,
I'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumping it on
[Chorus]
White America!
I could be one of your kids,
White America!
Little Eric looks just like this,
White America!
Erica loves my shit,
I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get,
White America!
I Could be one of your kids,
White America!
Little Eric looks just like this,
White America!
Erica loves my shit,
I go to T-R-L, look how many hugs I get
Look at these eyes baby blue baby just like yourself
If they were brown
Shady lose
Shady sits on the shelf
But Shady's cute
Shady knew Shady's dimples would help
Make ladies swoon baby (ooh baby)
Look at myself!
Let's do the math
If I was black I woulda sold half
I ain't have to graduate from Lincoln High School to know that
But I can rap so fuck school
I'm too cool to go back
Gimme the mic
Show me where the fuckin' studios at
When I was underground
No one gave a fuck I was white
No labels wanted to sign me
Almost gave up, I was like "Fuck it"
Until I met Dre
The only one who looked past
Gave me a chance
And I lit a fire up under his ass
Helped him get back to the top
Every fan black that I got
Was probably his in exchange for every white fan that hes got
Like damn we just swapped
Sittin' back look at this shit wow
I'm like "My skin, is it startin' to work to my benefit now?"
[Chorus]
See the problem is I speak to suburban kids
Who otherwise woulda never knew these words exist
Whose mom's probably woulda never gave two squirts of piss
'Til I created so much muthafuckin' turbulence
Straight out the tube right into ya livin' rooms I came
And kids flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
And they connected wit' me too because I looked like them
That's why they put my lyrics up under this microscope
Searchin' wit' a fine toothed comb
It's like this rope waitin' to choke
Tightenin' around my throat
Watchin' me while I write this like
"I dont like this, no!"
All I hear is
Lyrics lyrics constant controversy
Sponsors workin' round the clock
To try to stop my concerts early
Surely hip hop is never a problem
In Harlem only in Boston
After it bothered ya fathers
Of daughters startin' to blossom
Now I'm catchin' the flack from these activists
When they raggin'
Actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch and say fagot
Shit,
Just look at me like I'm ya closest pal
A poster child
The muthafuckin' spokesman now for
[Chorus]
So to the parents of America
I am the derringer aimed at little Erica
To attack her character
The ring leader of the circus of worthless pawns
Sent to lead the march right up to the steps of Congress
And piss on the lawns of the White House
To burn the casket and replace it with a parental advisory sticker
To spit liquor in the faces of this democracy of hypocrisy
Fuck you Ms. Cheney
Fuck you tipper Gore
Fuck you with the free-ness of speech this
Divided states of embarrassment will allow me to have
Fuck you!
Ha ha ha! I'm just playin' America, you know I love you
美利坚！哈哈哈！我们爱你！
多少人自豪于自己是我们这美丽国家的公民
多少人为了保护那些条纹和星星而死去
女人和男人折断他们的脖子为了自由演讲的权利
美国政府发过誓要维护他们（耶我想要所有人来听这首歌）
或者别人就是这样告诉我们的
我从没梦想到在一百万年内就能看到
那么多人他妈的和我感受一样
一样的观点和完全一样的信念
就像一支他妈的军队在我的背后行进
我接触的那么多人的生活，都在愤怒地射击
朝着不特定的方向
只管扫射再扫射
而穿过你的电台广播它一遍又一遍地播放
直到它扎根在你的头脑一天又一天
谁能想得到
一边站在镜子面前给自己漂着头发，用一些过氧化物，一边摸索一件T恤来穿的我
会发行一张最前线的说唱就像这样？
我怎么想得到我的歌词会造成这样巨大的影响就像这样？
我曾经只能拨几个和弦，整天和某个人一起呆在办公室
因为国会不厌其烦地告诉我我除了制造麻烦毫无用处
现在他们说我跟政府有麻烦了
我乐在其中，我一辈子都在把屎铲起来，现在我在把它倒下去
白色的美利坚！
我本可当你的孩子之一
白色的美利坚！
小艾瑞卡看起来就像这样
白色的美利坚！
艾瑞卡喜欢我的玩意
我跑去音乐电视排行榜，看看我得到了多少拥抱！
x2
看看那些宝贝的淡蓝色眼睛就像你自己
如果它们是棕色的呢？
沙迪生活失败，沙迪坐在搁物架上
但沙迪很可爱，沙迪知道沙迪的酒窝能帮他
吸引女士过来摇摇他（“噢，宝贝”）
看看我自己！
让我们算一算
如果我是黑人我只能卖掉一半唱片
我不需要从林肯高中毕业去知道这个
但我能说唱所以操他妈学校
我太酷了上不了学
给我话筒，指给我操他妈的播音室在哪
当我还在地下的时候
没人鸟我因为我是白人
没厂牌想要签我
几乎快要放弃，就像那种想法：
“操他妈的，算了吧”
直到我遇到Dr. Dre，唯一一个回头看我一眼的人
给了我一个机会
然后我在他屁股底下点了把火
帮他重新回到顶峰
每个黑粉丝我得到的
都可能也是他的，作为交换他也得到我的白粉丝
就像我们所交换的诅咒
现在坐回来看看这一团糟，哇喔
我就像在想“我的皮囊，现在是开始为我自己的好处工作的时候了？”
白色的美利坚！
我本可当你的孩子之一
白色的美利坚！
小艾瑞卡看起来就像这样
白色的美利坚！
艾瑞卡喜欢我的玩意
我跑去音乐电视排行榜，看看我得到了多少拥抱！
x2
看看我给郊区孩子们讲的问题
否则他们永远不会知道这些词语的存在
他们的妈妈可能永远也不会尿这些事情
直到我制造了这么多操他妈的动荡
从你们丫客厅的电视里我直接走出来
孩子们打着响指
当他们知道我是被Dr. Dre打造出来的
那就是它拥有的意义
然后他们迅速地着迷上我
然后他们连接于我因为我就像他们
那就是为什么他们把我的歌词放在显微镜下
用一把齿形完美的梳子仔细搜索
那就像一条绳子缠着我的脖子，等待去绞紧
当我在写这个，绳子看着我，就像在说：
“我不喜欢这个，不行！”
我所听到的只有
歌词与歌词无休止的争论
主办人不停地看着手表
试图让我的演唱会早点结束
当然在波士顿的哈莱姆（注：黑人住宅区）
嘻哈乐从来都不是个问题
然后它开始让你丫父母不安
因为他们的女儿开始盛开
现在我正试图领会来自这些积极分子的抨击
当他们暴跳如雷他们表现得
就像我是第一个会抽打婊子和谈论同性恋的说唱乐手
操
现在只管看看我，就像我是你丫最亲密的朋友
一个典范人物
一个操他妈的发言人，因为：
白色的美利坚！
我本可当你的孩子之一
白色的美利坚！
小艾瑞卡看起来就像这样
白色的美利坚！
艾瑞卡喜欢我的玩意
我跑去音乐电视排行榜，看看我得到了多少拥抱！
x2
那么对于美国的父母亲们
我就是对准小艾瑞卡的迪伦格手枪
去摧毁她注定的角色
去唤醒这群无名小卒的马戏团的首领
送她去领导这场正对着国会台阶的行军
然后在白宫的草坪上撒尿
去烧掉里面的骨灰盒把它换成一张父母指导唱片
去唾一口烈酒在这个伪善的民主制度脸上
操你妈切尼夫人！（注：当时的美国副总统，国家人权组织前主席）
操你妈精神文明办公室！
用这个难堪的分裂的国家将会允许我拥有的言论自由的权利说操你妈！
操你妈！
哈哈哈！我只是开玩笑美利坚，你知道我爱你
翻译转载自rainclub.lofter.com