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Translator’s note: Popular rap music has become increasingly erratic in its lyrical structure, which means that even someone who is fluent in ebonics may have difficulty discerning certain contexts. Instead of traditional verses that follow a theme, rap songs are often simply a series of once sentence statements, which may or may not have a loose connection to one another. This may be that because so many rap songs have been produced, creating new rhyming verses has become difficult. It also appears that a lot of popular rap music is being written by relatively unsophisticated AI. With all translations, there is no possibility of communicating the full meaning in the original language, but with ebonics translations of rap music, even the object-subject-verb relationship has become increasingly difficult to unravel. However, the grammatical structure is largely irrelevant, and may actually be unclear to the artist.
“Big Truck” by YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Original Lyrics:
Sick of bitch niggas from the city with that rappin'
They know I make it happen, I ain't rappin' (uh-uh)
I'm on dope, man, bitch, and I'm actin' (yeah)
He'll diss me, bitch, and I smashed him (haha)
Pop your top with that, it's up and stashed, it came so back together
Bitch, I do you dirty, come through, swervin' with that black barretta
Rolling loud, want million dollar cash, what 'bout Coachella?
I want that shit that make you flash, 'cause it smoke better
Racks on a nigga ho', racks, I just do it better
Racks, that lil' nigga broke, I put his ass on top to stretch
I'll rob you on the second time I met you, bitch
Talkin' 'bout beefin', when I meet you, greet you with a blitz
Man, I hate a pussy nigga
Uh, I once had to shoot a pussy nigga
Pussy boy, I see you lookin' at me
I had them young niggas in your yard waitin' in your bushes, nigga
Youngin pop out, wavin' with the rod, and he tryna cook a nigga
I'ma act bad, and I'm gon' flash out these 30 jiggers
Yеah, that's my feelings 'bout my cousin, and we murder niggas
I'ma get him zippеd, straight out the rip that's if he swervin' with you
Claim that he rare, know who he is, he got 'em savin' with you
I'm a big truck (what?) Roll out them pills, inside the feel, I can not slip up
We don't give no fucks, nigga, play, we tryna kill somethin'
Tryna get my dick sucked, tell lil' mama, "Let me feel somethin'"
I really be doin' them things that them niggas 'personatin'
Them pussy niggas, they ain't 'bout nothin' and they some soldier hatin'
I'll rob you, bitch, I'll shoot you bitch, I'll jack you out your paper
Take all my chains off, jumped in with five, I'm tryna face 'em
I don't trust no bitch, no, I know that that ho' gon' fuck on anybody lit around
Nah, I'm with that street, come from that trench, pullin' kick doors
They won't let me ball, wanna see a nigga fall down
Want me to help 'em out or slit my throat, because they been broke (pussy nigga)
Uh, I once had to shoot a pussy nigga (pussy nigga)
Pussy boy, I see you lookin' at me
I had them young niggas in your yard waitin' in your bushes, nigga
Youngin pop out, wavin' with the rod, and he tryna cook a nigga
I'ma act bad, and I'm gon' flash out these 30 jiggers
Yeah, that's my feelings 'bout my cousin, and we murder niggas
I'ma get him zipped, straight out the rip that's if he swervin' with you
Claim that he rare, know who he is, he got 'em savin' with you
I'm a big truck (what?) Roll out them pills, inside the feel, I can not slip up
We don't give no fucks, nigga, play, we tryna kill somethin'
Tryna get my dick sucked, tell lil' mama, "let me feel somethin'"
“Big Truck” by YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Full English Translation:
I am exhausted by cowardly men who produce music
These men are aware that I commit many crimes
I am high on drugs and attempting to confuse you
If that man insults me, I will murder him
I will shoot you in the head and steal your narcotics
I will do a drive-by shooting against you with a Baretta 9mm
I make a lot of noisy sounds, give me 1 million dollars, I am not concerned with your music festival
I produce high quality crack cocaine
I am very talented and therefore have a lot of money
I have a lot of money, but that other man was poor, so I murdered him
The next time I meet you, I will steal all of your personal belongings
You believe we are having a verbal dispute, but the next time we meet, I will immediate open fire on you
I do not appreciate cowardly men
One time, I was forced to murder a cowardly man
Because I noticed he was looking at me
I told my youthful associates to hide in the bushes outside of his house
They jumped out and shot him to death when he arrived home
I am a criminal, I plan to murder 30 people
Me and my cousin are close friends and we commit many murders together
However, if I find my cousin is associating with you, I will murder him
I hope we can all make a lot of money
You can compare me to a big truck, because I sell narcotics and am very talented
I don’t care about anything, buddy, I commit murder randomly
Inform that woman that it’s time to perform oral sex on me
I am not lying about all of these crimes I commit
Cowardly men gossip about me because I am a successful murderer
I will steal everything from you, I will murder you, I will steal all of your money
I will remove my gold jewelry before I go on a killing spree
I do not trust any females because they are all very promiscuous
I was raised in difficult circumstances so I am proficient at criminality
Other people want me to stop committing crimes because they are jealous of my proficiency
Cowardly men with no money ask for my assistance and then try to murder me
YoungBoy, nigger rapper
Translator’s note: Popular rap music has become increasingly erratic in its lyrical structure, which means that even someone who is fluent in ebonics may have difficulty discerning certain contexts. Instead of traditional verses that follow a theme, rap songs are often simply a series of once sentence statements, which may or may not have a loose connection to one another. This may be that because so many rap songs have been produced, creating new rhyming verses has become difficult. It also appears that a lot of popular rap music is being written by relatively unsophisticated AI. With all translations, there is no possibility of communicating the full meaning in the original language, but with ebonics translations of rap music, even the object-subject-verb relationship has become increasingly difficult to unravel. However, the grammatical structure is largely irrelevant, and may actually be unclear to the artist.
“Big Truck” by YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Original Lyrics:
Sick of bitch niggas from the city with that rappin'
They know I make it happen, I ain't rappin' (uh-uh)
I'm on dope, man, bitch, and I'm actin' (yeah)
He'll diss me, bitch, and I smashed him (haha)
Pop your top with that, it's up and stashed, it came so back together
Bitch, I do you dirty, come through, swervin' with that black barretta
Rolling loud, want million dollar cash, what 'bout Coachella?
I want that shit that make you flash, 'cause it smoke better
Racks on a nigga ho', racks, I just do it better
Racks, that lil' nigga broke, I put his ass on top to stretch
I'll rob you on the second time I met you, bitch
Talkin' 'bout beefin', when I meet you, greet you with a blitz
Man, I hate a pussy nigga
Uh, I once had to shoot a pussy nigga
Pussy boy, I see you lookin' at me
I had them young niggas in your yard waitin' in your bushes, nigga
Youngin pop out, wavin' with the rod, and he tryna cook a nigga
I'ma act bad, and I'm gon' flash out these 30 jiggers
Yеah, that's my feelings 'bout my cousin, and we murder niggas
I'ma get him zippеd, straight out the rip that's if he swervin' with you
Claim that he rare, know who he is, he got 'em savin' with you
I'm a big truck (what?) Roll out them pills, inside the feel, I can not slip up
We don't give no fucks, nigga, play, we tryna kill somethin'
Tryna get my dick sucked, tell lil' mama, "Let me feel somethin'"
I really be doin' them things that them niggas 'personatin'
Them pussy niggas, they ain't 'bout nothin' and they some soldier hatin'
I'll rob you, bitch, I'll shoot you bitch, I'll jack you out your paper
Take all my chains off, jumped in with five, I'm tryna face 'em
I don't trust no bitch, no, I know that that ho' gon' fuck on anybody lit around
Nah, I'm with that street, come from that trench, pullin' kick doors
They won't let me ball, wanna see a nigga fall down
Want me to help 'em out or slit my throat, because they been broke (pussy nigga)
Uh, I once had to shoot a pussy nigga (pussy nigga)
Pussy boy, I see you lookin' at me
I had them young niggas in your yard waitin' in your bushes, nigga
Youngin pop out, wavin' with the rod, and he tryna cook a nigga
I'ma act bad, and I'm gon' flash out these 30 jiggers
Yeah, that's my feelings 'bout my cousin, and we murder niggas
I'ma get him zipped, straight out the rip that's if he swervin' with you
Claim that he rare, know who he is, he got 'em savin' with you
I'm a big truck (what?) Roll out them pills, inside the feel, I can not slip up
We don't give no fucks, nigga, play, we tryna kill somethin'
Tryna get my dick sucked, tell lil' mama, "let me feel somethin'"
“Big Truck” by YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Full English Translation:
I am exhausted by cowardly men who produce music
These men are aware that I commit many crimes
I am high on drugs and attempting to confuse you
If that man insults me, I will murder him
I will shoot you in the head and steal your narcotics
I will do a drive-by shooting against you with a Baretta 9mm
I make a lot of noisy sounds, give me 1 million dollars, I am not concerned with your music festival
I produce high quality crack cocaine
I am very talented and therefore have a lot of money
I have a lot of money, but that other man was poor, so I murdered him
The next time I meet you, I will steal all of your personal belongings
You believe we are having a verbal dispute, but the next time we meet, I will immediate open fire on you
I do not appreciate cowardly men
One time, I was forced to murder a cowardly man
Because I noticed he was looking at me
I told my youthful associates to hide in the bushes outside of his house
They jumped out and shot him to death when he arrived home
I am a criminal, I plan to murder 30 people
Me and my cousin are close friends and we commit many murders together
However, if I find my cousin is associating with you, I will murder him
I hope we can all make a lot of money
You can compare me to a big truck, because I sell narcotics and am very talented
I don’t care about anything, buddy, I commit murder randomly
Inform that woman that it’s time to perform oral sex on me
I am not lying about all of these crimes I commit
Cowardly men gossip about me because I am a successful murderer
I will steal everything from you, I will murder you, I will steal all of your money
I will remove my gold jewelry before I go on a killing spree
I do not trust any females because they are all very promiscuous
I was raised in difficult circumstances so I am proficient at criminality
Other people want me to stop committing crimes because they are jealous of my proficiency
Cowardly men with no money ask for my assistance and then try to murder me
YoungBoy, nigger rapper
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Well said:
For 20 seconds, that is. Boring bongo beats and a fugly nigger with an annoying voice. Amazing how cRap started out as total shit and somehow managed to get worse. Only niggers can sink lower than rock bottom.
