This hasnt been posted in a while. I think it is hilarious. this is copied from a website ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- This paper was turned in by an Oakland High school student who received the highest honors at the school districts Ebonics translation competition. Assignment: Please translate the following Rap song lyrics from Ebonics to standard English. Artist: Notorious B.I.G. Album: Ready to Die Song: One more chance (remix) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lyrics: First things first, I poppa, freaks all the honeys Dummies - playboy bunnies, those wantin money Those the ones I like cause they dont get nathan But penetration, unless it smells like sanitation Garbage, I turn like doorknobs Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever However, I stay coochied down to the socks Rings and watch filled with rocks TRANSLATION: As a general rule, I perform deviant sexual acts with women of all kinds, including but not limited to those with limited intellect, nude magazine models, and prostitutes. I particularly enjoy sexual encounters with the latter group as they are generally disappointed in the fact that they only receive penile intercourse and nothing more, unless of course, they ****** on a consistent basis. Although I am extremely unattractive, I am able to engage in these types of sexual acts with some regularity. Perhaps my sexuality is somehow related to my fancy and expensive jewelry. Lyrics: And my jam knock in the Mitsubishi Girls pee pee when they see me, Nava-hoes creep me in they tee pee As I lay down laws like I lay carpet Stop it - if you think your gonna make a profit TRANSLATION: I enjoy playing my music loudly on my car stereo. Apparently, women enjoy this also because they become sexually aroused when they see me driving. Oddly enough, when I visit the Native American reservations, some of the more sexually promiscuous Indian women attempt to seduce me in their homes. Their intent is to divest me of my earnings. Such actions are unacceptable. Lyrics: Dont see my ones, dont see my guns - get it Now tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it In two as I flow with the Junior Mafia I dont know what the hells stoppin ya Im clockin ya - Versace shades watchin ya Once ya grin, Im in game, begin TRANSLATION: Understand this fact: you can have neither my money, nor my weapons. I suggest that you inform your peers that we engaged in violent sexual acts. Currently, I am rapping with my associates, the Junior Mafia. Im having some difficulty understanding why you refuse to approach me. I am attempting to make eye contact with you through my expensive glasses, and as soon as you respond with a smile, I will approach you. Lyrics: First I talk about how I dress and this And diamond necklaces - stretch Lexuses The sex is just immaculate from the back I get Deeper and deeper - help ya reach the Climax that your man cant make Call and tell him youll be home real late Lets sing the break TRANSLATION: I prefer to open the conversation with light banter about my wardrobe and jewelry, then I like to discuss my collection of expensive cars. This is more than enough to convince you to have sexual intercourse with me. I am able to insert my penis further into you when I enter you from behind. Furthermore, you will be able to reach orgasm. I understand this to be a problem with your current sexual partner. He neednt be concerned about your whereabouts. Please phone him and inform him that you wont be home for a while. By the way, please sing the chorus of the song for me also. Lyrics: Shes sick of that song on how its so long Thought he worked his until I handled my biz There I is - major pain like Damon Wayans Low down dirty even like his brother Keenan Schemin - dont bring your girl round me True player for real, ask Puff Daddy TRANSLATION: Your current love interest no longer wishes to hear your fabrications about the length of your member. After I had sexual intercourse with your woman, she became enlightened as to the proper way it is supposed to be performed; violently and immorally. It would be in your best interest to keep your woman away from me as my sexual prowess is very strong. If you are unconvinced, ask Puff Daddy. Lyrics: You - ringin bells with bags from Chanel Baby Benz, traded in your Hyundai Excel Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell She beeped me, meet me at twelve TRANSLATION: Despite the fact that you attempted to win her at her doorstep with bags full of expensive clothes and a car (the lower end model Mercedes Benz which you financed by signing over your current vehicle) containing an expensive stereo and a cellular phone, your woman has contacted me through my pager indicating that we should rendezvous at midnight. Lyrics: Where you at? Flippin jobs, playin car notes? While Im swimmin in ya women like the breast stroke Right stroke, left stroke whats the best stroke Death stroke - tongue all down her throat Nuthin left to do but send her home to you Im through - can ya sing the song for me, boo? TRANSLATION: You, on the other hand, jump from job to job, barely able to maintain payments on the Mercedes Benz you purchased for your woman. Meanwhile, I continue to engage in sexual intercourse and commit lewd osculatory acts with your women. My only remaining option is to request that she leave my home and return to you because I have reached orgasm and no longer have a need for her presence. Lyrics: So, whats it gonna be? Him or me? We can cruise the world with pearls Gator boots for girls The envy of all women, crushed linen Cartier wrist-wear with diamonds in em The finest women I love with a passion Ya mans a wimp, I give that ass a good thrashin TRANSLATION: The ultimate decision rests with you. Whom do you choose as your sexual partner. I can take you on cruises around the world. I will dress you in the finest jewelry and footwear. You will be envied by women worldwide in your fine clothes and jewelry. There is a special place in my heart for beautiful women. I will defeat your man in an altercation because he is effeminate. Lyrics: High fashion - flyin into all states. Sexin me while your man masturbates. Isnt this great? Your flight leaves at eight. Her flight lands at nine, my game just rewinds. Lyrically Im supposed to represent. Im not only the client, Im the player president TRANSLATION: You will be dressed in finest clothes on the runways of Paris. I will fly you to every state to shop for fine clothes and jewelry. You will enjoy sexual intercourse with me and your man will be forced to pleasure himself through manual stimulation. What a life! Ill return you to LaGuardia in time to catch your 8 oclock flight. The timing is perfect because I have scheduled a date with a second woman who arrives at the same gate at 9 oclock. Ill seduce her in the same way that I seduced you. I rap well and I am a positive reflection of my home town. Not only am I a sexually deviant, misogynistic, immoral, wealthy, male prostitute, but I also sit on the board of directors of the organization that governs others of my kind.
Haha...that's great! I tried to decipher it myself before I read the "correct answers." I got pretty close, but I'm not a very good "ebonics translator" Haha
Oh And lets not forget all the other rappers that use a useless..dumb ass name to identify themselves so they can seem "gangsta"
Atleast someone didn't forget him!! Big L was a lyrical genius. Rest In Peace L! Let em' Have it! Check out this ebonics song from Big L..titles "Ebonics"! Verse 1: Check it, my weed smoke is my lye A ki of coke is a pie When I'm lifted, I'm high With new clothes on, I'm fly Cars is whips and sneakers is kicks Money is chips, movies is flicks Also, cribs is homes, jacks is pay phones Cocaine is nose candy, cigarettes is bones A radio is a box, a razor blade is a ox Fat diamonds is rocks and jakes is cop And if you got rubbed, you got stuck You got shot, you got bucked And if you got double-crossed, you got f*cked Your bankroll is your poke, a choke hold is a yoke A kite is a note, a con is a okey doke And if you got punched that mean you got snuffed To clean is to buff, a bull scare is a strong bluff I know you like the way I'm freakin' it I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it Verse 2: A burglary is a jook, a woof's a crook Mobb Deep already explained the meanin' of shook If you caught a felony, you caught a F If you got killed, you got left If you got the dragon, you got bad breath If you 730, that mean you crazy Hit me on the hip means page me Angel dust is sherm, if you got AIDS, you got the germ If a chick gave you a disease, then you got burned Max mean to relax, guns and pistols is gats Condoms is hats, critters is cracks The food you eat is your grub A victim's a mark A sweat box is a small club, your tick is your heart Your apartment is your pad Your old man is your dad The studio is the lab and heated is mad I know you like the way I'm freakin' it I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it Verse 3: The iron horse is the train and champaign is bubbly A deuce is a honey that's ugly If your girl is fine, she's a dime A suit is a fine, jewelry is shine If you in love, that mean you blind Genuine is real, a face card is a hundred dollar bill A very hard, long stare is a grill If you sneakin' to go see a girl, that mean you creepin' Smilin' is cheesin', bleedin' is leakin' Beggin is bummin, if you nuttin you comin Takin' orders is sunnin', an ounce of coke is a onion A hotel's a telly, a cell phone's a celly Jealous is jelly, your food box is your belly To guerrilla mean to use physical force You took a L, you took a loss To show off mean floss, uh I know you like the way I'm freakin' it I talk with slang and I'ma never stop speakin' it Not as funny but this is an actual Song! Its late and I have the Dragon!
Tupac's got the lyrics down, true street poet: ****, tired of getting shot at Tired of getting chased by the police and arrested *****s need a spot where we can kick it A spot where we belong, that's just for us *****s ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood You na'mean? Where do *****s go when we die? Ain't no heaven for a thug ***** That's why we go to Thug Mansion That's the only place where thugs get in free and you gotta be a G At Thug Mansion [Verse 1] A place to spend my quiet nights Time to unwind So much pressure in this life of mine I cry at times I once contemplated suicide And woulda tried But when I held that nine All I could see was my mama's eyes No one knows my struggle They only see the trouble Not knowing it's hard to carry on when no one loves you Picture me inside the misery and poverty No man alive has ever witnessed struggles I've survived Praying hard for better days Promised to hold on Me and my dogs don't have a choice but to roll on We finally found a spot to kick it Where we could drink liquor And no one bickers over trick **** A spot where we could smoke in peace And even though we Gs We still visualize places That we could roll a piece And in my minds eye I see this place the players go and pass it Got a spot for us all So we can ball At Thugs Mansion [Chorus] (There ain't) Ain't no place I'd rather be Chillin with homies and family In a sky high iced out paradise In the skyyyyy (There ain't) Ain't no place I'd rather be Only place that's right for me All out mansion in Paradise In the skyyy [Verse 2] Will I survive all the fights in the darkness? Trouble sparks They tell me home is where the heart is, dear departed I shed tattoo tears and couldn't sleep Good for multiple years Witness peers catch gunshots, nobody cares Seen the politicians vanish They'd rather see us locked in chains Please explain why they can't stand us Is there a way for me to change? Or am I just a victim of things I did to maintain I need a place to rest my head with the little bit of homeboys that remain Cause all the rest dead Is there a spot for us go grow? If ya find it I'll be right behind ya, show me and I'll go How can I be peaceful? I'm coming from the bottom Watch my daddy scream peace while the other man shot em I need a house that's full of love when I need to escape the deadly places slanging drugs I'm seeing Thugz Mansion [Chorus] [Verse 3] Dear mama don't cry Your baby boy's doing good Tell the homies I'm in heaven and it ain't got hoods Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night It had me shook Drinking peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson And Sam Cook Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang Sittin there kickin it with Malcolm till the day game Lil' Latasha sure grown Tell the lady in the liquor store that she's forgiven So come home Maybe in time you understand Only God can save us Where Miles Davis cutting lose with the band Just think of all the people that you knew in the past that passed on They in heaven found peace at last Picture a place that they exist, together There has to be a place better than this In Heaven So right before I sleep dear God what I'm asking Remember this face, save me a place In Thugz Mansion [Chorus]
We're not trying to determine the best rapper or anything...its just about Ebonics and Im sorry for my earlier post. We shoulda just left it the way it was. I dont want people to start posting lyrics from their favorite rapper or anything
2PAC lives in my car forever, "MAMA RAISED A HELL RAISER" for example, adds 'bout 50 rwhp to my 600+ rwhp 996TT. 2PAC is the cheapest and the first mode I recomend for any sports car enthusiast.