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  1. TimN88

    TimN88 F1 Veteran

    Jun 12, 2001
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    Tim
    This hasnt been posted in a while. I think it is hilarious.
    this is copied from a website
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    This paper was turned in by an Oakland High school student who received the highest honors at the school district’s 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)


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    Lyrics:

    First things first, I poppa, freaks all the honeys
    Dummies - playboy bunnies, those wantin’ money
    Those the ones I like ‘cause they don’t 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:
    Don’t see my ones, don’t 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 don’t know what the hell’s stoppin’ ya
    I’m clockin’ ya - Versace shades watchin’ ya
    Once ya grin, I’m 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. I’m 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 can’t make
    Call and tell him you’ll be home real late
    Let’s 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 needn’t be concerned about your whereabouts. Please phone him and inform him that you won’t be home for a while. By the way, please sing the chorus of the song for me also.



    Lyrics:
    She’s sick of that song on how it’s 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’ - don’t 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 I’m swimmin’ in ya women like the breast stroke
    Right stroke, left stroke what’s the best stroke
    Death stroke - tongue all down her throat
    Nuthin’ left to do but send her home to you
    I’m 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, what’s 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 man’s 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.
    Isn’t this great? Your flight leaves at eight.
    Her flight lands at nine, my game just rewinds.
    Lyrically I’m supposed to represent.
    I’m not only the client, I’m 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! I’ll return you to LaGuardia in time to catch your 8 o’clock flight. The timing is perfect because I have scheduled a date with a second woman who arrives at the same gate at 9 o’clock. I’ll 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.
     
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  3. maranelloman

    maranelloman Guest

    That is really good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
     
  4. zach_300zxTT

    zach_300zxTT Formula Junior

    Nov 28, 2003
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    Zach Lindsey
    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 :)
     
  5. lionsfan54

    lionsfan54 Karting

    Nov 7, 2003
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    RIP Biggie... best rapper that ever lived....
     
  6. rakjoe

    rakjoe Formula Junior

    Oct 10, 2004
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    Joe R.
    Second best rapper ever lived.

    2PAC4EVER!
     
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  8. docdavid

    docdavid Formula Junior

    Jan 23, 2004
    384
    Toronto/K-W
    Full Name:
    Mike D
    Lets not forget Big L
     
  9. tbakowsky

    tbakowsky F1 World Champ
    Professional Ferrari Technician Consultant

    Sep 18, 2002
    15,399
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    Tom
    Oh And lets not forget all the other rappers that use a useless..dumb ass name to identify themselves so they can seem "gangsta"
     
  10. Murcielago03

    Murcielago03 Formula Junior

    Jul 5, 2004
    405
    Montreal
    Full Name:
    Shaan
    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!
     
  11. NickM3

    NickM3 Formula Junior

    Nov 23, 2003
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    Full Name:
    Nick Y.
    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]
     
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  13. Murcielago03

    Murcielago03 Formula Junior

    Jul 5, 2004
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    Shaan
    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
     
  14. rakjoe

    rakjoe Formula Junior

    Oct 10, 2004
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    Joe R.
    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.
     
  15. TimN88

    TimN88 F1 Veteran

    Jun 12, 2001
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    If you post rap lyrics you must also translate them to standard english!
     

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