Перевод песни Anthony J. Shears – Dear Hip Hop

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Dear Hip Hop
Or Whom It May Concern
I just want to see my voice get heard
I just want to see my pain unlearned
We can’t help these
Streets we were tossed in
My survival was awesome
Yeah, my pride’s an obstacle
But how could you blame me
Before they front paged me
Their hate for me was crazy
Before these streets made me
A product of this game
The ‘80s made my niggas baby products of cocaine
And I promised if I made it in this game
I would never let ‘em take from me again
I would never be the same
I would always be a man
I would always be the man to voice their suffering and pain
I would never claim king
Cuz to me it’s like a brotherhood
They hate me here at home
But they love me in every other hood
You can hate me
But forget me not
Here’s a letter to the love of my life
Dear Hip Hop
(Oooooooo)
It’s just you and I
(Oooooooo)
It’s just you and I
Dear Hip Hop
You misunderstood me
You act like you ain’t come from the hood B
You ain’t like you ain’t leaves to our woodtree
Like you ain’t the soundtrack to our movie
Explain to me how could this be
When we gave you flight like a frisbee
How could you turn around and forget we
How could you turn around and forget me?
Like I ain’t day one
Hip Hop I thought you was listening
See you can’t fool us
Cuz we was really there
Your first blockparty
For those that really care
You talk about elements
We talk about elements
The elements of hell cuz where we live ain’t heaven-sent
I grew up with no ends that’s why I’m in this Benz
And we all starved together
That’s why we all friends
And I won’t apologize
Cuz we ain’t ask why
We started you from nothing
Now look me in my eyes
And tell me I ain’t right
Tell me I ain’t write
My motherfucking ass off in my room every night
You can hate me
But forget me not
Here’s a letter to the love of my life
Dear Hip Hop
(Oooooooo)
It’s just you and I
(Oooooooo)
It’s just you and I
You throw sucker punches at me
And I just roll with them
You looking at the 2k hood Paul Robeson
Basquiat with a ring tone
Gibran of the sing songs
They prayed for me to be born
So Shears could bring it home
Seattle, I brought it back
And you can reject that
But it wouldn’t be fact
If I forgot the trap
And why would I do that
They love me cuz I care
We share the same diary
So they say word to Shears
And I love all my peers
Though they shun me with disdain
And judge me character
Cuz they don’t understand this pain
I’m fed up with this game
But I don’t write for yall
I write to make it right the inner-cities
And fight for all
The single parent mothers
Incarcerated brothers
The babies with no fathers
Whose teachers ain’t even bother
You can hate me
But forget me not
Here’s a letter to the love of my life
Dear Hip Hop
(Oooooooo)
It’s just you and I
(Oooooooo)
It’s just you and I
Copyright Shear Genius Productions/The Writer’s Room 412