I got an email request for a rap translation! Do try to follow along:
[sample] Tough rebels (x7)
[verse one]
Hello everyone; it's time for you to understand something.
I am here to entertain you with the following rap.
You all know that I am the best and most authentic rapper in a field where many rappers are not authentic.
I am not the police; I am here to demonstrate what an authentic rapper sounds like—he sounds like me.
I enjoy vodka and marijuana.
When I was young I was involved in the milieu of street crime, but now I am wealthy.
I dress nicely. Women are attracted to my mode of dress.
I like to take women for a ride in my convertible. It's best when she wears something low-cut, as it shows off the car a bit too.
Isn't this song great?
Raise your right hand if you agree.
Please enjoy your new wealth: play billiards, play basketball.
Dance like a drunkard.
I am the best. I was also the best in the past.
If you disagree, I am prepared to shoot you. Perhaps you should have brought some allies to this party?
Dance with your elbows flared out, like a cartoon character.
Dance with your arms stretched out in front of you, like an Italian-American from Brooklyn swinging a baseball bat in a street fight.
These dances and my own rapping remind me of summertime parties of my youth, circa 1988. We used to dance atop the roof of the apartment building.
[chorus]
Gunshots! Haha, I just fooled you. There were no gunshots.
I am very charismatic; you listen to whatever I say.
I am rich. I am similar to Biggie Smalls. You're not very important.
Where are my friends? Where is the marijuana? (Implied: Here they are!)
[verse two]
This isn't the inauthentic rap with which you may be familiar from the radio. This is authentic material from the streets.
That is why you must dance!
My friends are smoking marijuana.
I have a machine gun in the trunk of my car.
Please don't attempt to fight me; I'd rather not shoot you.
You and your friends should relax.
If you do not, you'll likely end up in the hospital.
If you challenge me or one of my friends, we will knock you down, encircle you, and kick you repeatedly.
Enjoy the music!
Every nice fellow can come and party with us for free!
Street criminals of all sorts are welcome if they promise not to be violent for the duration of this party.
Women are interested in your firearm, and also your penis.
I'd especially like to welcome all the recently released criminals who are attending tonight.
Please concentrate on enriching yourselves rather than on violence and vendettas.
I cannot stand a poseur.
I am tempted to shoot you right now.
[verse 3]
Unpleasant people, beware!
I am going to shoot you.
I will not engage in fisticuffs; I am just going to shoot you.
Whenever you demand that I fight you, I will brandish a weapon.
My friend, a famous rapper, also feels that you and your ilk are inferior sorts.
I have a very nice car and a large television set. (Implied: you have neither of those, due to your inferiority, which is why you are angry.)
Women prefer the company of successful men.
Ladies—when choosing a lover, consider both his street-smarts and book-smarts.
Real men are both virile and intelligent.
I am the sort of man you should be having sex with.
I believe we should have sex immediately.
I prefer women who are eager to have sex immediately.
I prefer women with few hang-ups and a cosmopolitan sensibility.
May I have a drink from the flask I know you carry?
I'm the best rapper; aren't you happy to have attracted my amorous attentions?
I am carrying a pistol. I am prepared to shoot every other man here.
[sample] Tough rebels (x7)
[verse one]
Hello everyone; it's time for you to understand something.
I am here to entertain you with the following rap.
You all know that I am the best and most authentic rapper in a field where many rappers are not authentic.
I am not the police; I am here to demonstrate what an authentic rapper sounds like—he sounds like me.
I enjoy vodka and marijuana.
When I was young I was involved in the milieu of street crime, but now I am wealthy.
I dress nicely. Women are attracted to my mode of dress.
I like to take women for a ride in my convertible. It's best when she wears something low-cut, as it shows off the car a bit too.
Isn't this song great?
Raise your right hand if you agree.
Please enjoy your new wealth: play billiards, play basketball.
Dance like a drunkard.
I am the best. I was also the best in the past.
If you disagree, I am prepared to shoot you. Perhaps you should have brought some allies to this party?
Dance with your elbows flared out, like a cartoon character.
Dance with your arms stretched out in front of you, like an Italian-American from Brooklyn swinging a baseball bat in a street fight.
These dances and my own rapping remind me of summertime parties of my youth, circa 1988. We used to dance atop the roof of the apartment building.
[chorus]
Gunshots! Haha, I just fooled you. There were no gunshots.
I am very charismatic; you listen to whatever I say.
I am rich. I am similar to Biggie Smalls. You're not very important.
Where are my friends? Where is the marijuana? (Implied: Here they are!)
[verse two]
This isn't the inauthentic rap with which you may be familiar from the radio. This is authentic material from the streets.
That is why you must dance!
My friends are smoking marijuana.
I have a machine gun in the trunk of my car.
Please don't attempt to fight me; I'd rather not shoot you.
You and your friends should relax.
If you do not, you'll likely end up in the hospital.
If you challenge me or one of my friends, we will knock you down, encircle you, and kick you repeatedly.
Enjoy the music!
Every nice fellow can come and party with us for free!
Street criminals of all sorts are welcome if they promise not to be violent for the duration of this party.
Women are interested in your firearm, and also your penis.
I'd especially like to welcome all the recently released criminals who are attending tonight.
Please concentrate on enriching yourselves rather than on violence and vendettas.
I cannot stand a poseur.
I am tempted to shoot you right now.
[verse 3]
Unpleasant people, beware!
I am going to shoot you.
I will not engage in fisticuffs; I am just going to shoot you.
Whenever you demand that I fight you, I will brandish a weapon.
My friend, a famous rapper, also feels that you and your ilk are inferior sorts.
I have a very nice car and a large television set. (Implied: you have neither of those, due to your inferiority, which is why you are angry.)
Women prefer the company of successful men.
Ladies—when choosing a lover, consider both his street-smarts and book-smarts.
Real men are both virile and intelligent.
I am the sort of man you should be having sex with.
I believe we should have sex immediately.
I prefer women who are eager to have sex immediately.
I prefer women with few hang-ups and a cosmopolitan sensibility.
May I have a drink from the flask I know you carry?
I'm the best rapper; aren't you happy to have attracted my amorous attentions?
I am carrying a pistol. I am prepared to shoot every other man here.