I translated the lyrics into English, for those who are interested in. 我花了6小时翻译了这首歌的词,各位感兴趣可以看看。 老万的歌词还是那么深刻,在翻译的过程中,我用了很多高阶词汇,也查了很多字典,为了保证意思基本到位,我就没有管押韵了。大家如果对英文感兴趣,或者是即将有英语考试什么的,就都来看看吧,也提一点意见。 希望大家会喜欢。 I've seen enough of your far-fetched explanations. Your statements were messy. Haven't you been to school and learned how to write? PGONE, PGTWO, you claimed that you had been depressed for two years but you still not die, still causing me vomiting. I used to feel affection for you and filter out your shortcomings. However, you became disappointing enough to make people all over the nation spurn you. Plus, you still pretended to just have a gallivanting flirtation. Falling from 30,000 feet heaven to the ground, do you now perceive this transition as dramatic? You still don’t think it’s your own fault, but it is you that ruined your career, making it frail. I thought you would learn something from this because transient frustration is just another lesson for life. Unexpected, you are a depraved beast. Your lyrics misled young people and corroded their ideology. Your character design collapsed and therefore you deserved to be scolded. You knew your mistakes but still committed them anyway. You never felt ashamed but instead stayed brazen. I see you now withered and wonder if you still look forward to “nonsensical talk"? You should ask yourself if you feel viscerally innocent about your team. Don't you feel a bit repentant for them? "Its appearance is to make Chinese rap purer." Now you are intoxicated only for your obnoxious fans and corporeal benefits. Congratulations that you ruined hip-hop. This culture does not need you. No one accepts your apology. You either die or go fuck home. Tell me how bad is your personality? Even your previous teammates didn't even help you to explain. You’ve never frankly explained to the public but only kept hidden and procrastinated. After self-degeneration, how dare you question, "why ridiculing me"? It is you that ushered the suppression of the culture! Being physically ugly, culturally illiterate, and intuitively contemptible, I can’t figure out why there are still people supporting you. In retrospect, that competition must be manipulated by your company under the table through capital operations. As an idol with no conscience, you breached the contract for more profits when you became popular and thus ruined your whole team. When you committed problems, you idiotically accuse the hip-pop culture as the culprit, naively wishing these statements could be your recourse. Therefore, (with all the above), no need for more explanations, fuck yourself off, and squelch aside. I really despise this type of person and need to stand out and oppose it. This kind of tainted artist should be banned as soon as possible. His character design has already collapsed, and his popularity will also evaporate sooner or later. The merciful and compassionate Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, can you hear me? I feel that my life has entered a desperate situation as if I am trapped in the ice cellar. No matter how much difficulty and danger the road is fraught with, I will never cease my steps. I will still focus on the music and at the same time, I will repent of my crime and hope to be forgiven. I can distinguish right from wrong and I also have faith in cause and effect. I’m trying my best to explain all of this, but nobody believes me. Good and evil have been determined. To cater is the only option left. Bearing the consequence of my own doings, I have planted a demon inside my heart. I can’t face reality, so I duck it anywhere. Vicious comments are like a torrent of bullets with which I can’t withstand. If it doesn’t perish in silence, it erupts in silence. I don’t know if you can hear my confusion. I don’t know how to play this game. Music is my manifestation. The reason why I am furious is that they can’t see the hideousness of the hypocrites. I wished that I could say something, but I was compelled to keep reticent. It was my fault that I didn’t have a PR agency, firm background, or good character design. They rebuked me for being treacherous, cunning, and degenerated, and scolded me for abetting fans to cheat. For the lyrics incident, I took the blame on me without complaints for two years. If I was blacklisted by scandals, I was willing to be berated. All I want is to ask "Christmas Eve" or "Super Society" which one is more terrifying? My songs started to be taken off the shelves overnight. Someone was impelled to change their ID and therefore yelled at me, claiming that I destroyed the (hip-pop) culture, exploded its foundation, and demolished the “edifice”. Those double-dealing hypocrites donned their new outfits and criticized your stench. It was all superficial peace with gossiping swirling behind the scenes. We all only knew how to initiate internal conflicts. I had admitted my fault long ago. However, the number of ensuing interrogations was always more than that of cordial responses. I botched my declaration and thus made them abominate me more. Every day, I had been tempestuous, but I encouraged myself to rejuvenate. I would wield my music to overwhelm them in order to relieve my confusion. What to do? The so-called "cults" and "imbeciles" are all my fans. They vilified that I voluntarily terminated the contract, which could have been my last resort. To console my brothers, I gave up 12 million. Please threw all the charges to me and then forced me to atone! I fell into an ocean of blades and the waves mutilated all over my body. It was there, I started to realize that human hearts could be as revolting as inferno. My life transition was so dramatic that it could be shot into a movie. People would watch me being cut by a thousand swords while feeling sympathy for me. My bro, do you also want to take away the only life I left? So it is actually me that lived within my own psychological defense and absurdly self-moved. Being young and frivolous to "talk nonsense”, I rued so much that I wanted to kneel for contrition. However, after apologies, my misdeeds were still magnified infinitely. Oh no, I can't resist their complaints anymore. I wish I could drag them down to hell together but I still can't react. I would rather be tortured than become despicable. To inspect me, please first inspect yourselves. There is so much pain that I can’t squeal. But this is probably not what he/she wants. This must disappoint him/her. I will put down what I should put down. Whatever they say, I will let him/her love or despise me. Ain't nobody can instantly rise from the bottom to the top. I know that I can’t return to where I reached. I used to care too much about praises and critics from outside. I am afraid of losing from the apogee, but it turns out that I am departing from it. The muddy roads will be washed by the rain when spring arrives after the retreat of severe winter. Working hard enables us to deserving youth. Experience is the beacon that guides life. I'm sorry. I am sorry for the impulse just now. I didn't choose to complain because of the excuse. Everything in the world has two sides. I would, however, showed myself unreservedly. I previously thought of me as a failure. I even abused myself when I felt helpless. But whenever someone becomes a carrier of the befallen darkness, I really hope someone could say “I love you”
我也是因为pgone才开始迷上中文说唱的。。就算那“事情”之后我也没有因此而厌弃pgone和他的歌,反而担心的是他会就此消失了,可是现在还能听到pgone那么多那么棒的新作品真的很开心,Keep It Up Bro。。其实只要是人都会犯错,这世上根本没有一个人有资格审判或批评其他人的,但愿这世界能多点宽容善良,少点恶意伤害。。。
PG,听了歌感触很大,想说点什么。看了节目了解到你的才华,很久没去了解你的作品,如今打开认真听,你讲出了真实的自己,在hiphop精神上就是keep real。不管他们人云亦云,都没法否定你的才华。很佩服你把这一切都表达出来的勇气。相信你有不一样的经历,也会让作品达到新的高度。peace and love