阿姆八英里最后说的那段RAP歌词

8 mile 会战决赛=====8 Mile Freestyle Pt.III vs "Papa Doc" Lyrics========

Now everybody from the 313
Put your mothefucking hands up and follow me
Everybody from the 313
Put your mothefucking hands up
Look Look

Now while he stands tough
Notice that this man did not have his hands up
This free world got you gassed up
Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf

1, 2, 3 and to the 4
1 pac, 2 pac, 3 pac, 4
4 pac, 3 pac, 2 pac, 1
You're pac, he's pac, no pacs; none

This guy aint no mother-fuckin MC,
I know everything he's got to say against me,
I am white, I am a fuckin bum, I do live in a trailer with my mom,
My boy Future is an Uncle Tom.
I do got a dumb friend named Cheddar Bob who shoots
himself in the leg with his own gun,
I did get jumped by all 6 of you chumps
And Wink did fuck my girl,
I'm still standin here screamin "FUCK THE FREE WORLD!"
Don't ever try to judge me dude
You don't know what the fuck I've been through

But I know something about you
You went to Cranbrook, that's a private school
What's the matter dawg? You embarrased?
This guy's a gangster, he's real name's Clarence

And Clarence lives at home with both parents
And Clarence's parents have a real good marriage
This guy don't wanna battle, He's shook
'Cause there no such things as half-way crooks
He's scared to death
He's scared to look in his fuckin yearbook, fuck Cranbrook

Fuck the beat, i go acapella
Fuck a papa doc, fuck a clock, fuck a trailer, fuck everybody
Fuck y'all if you doubt me
I'm a piece of fucking white trash, I say it proudly
And fuck this battle, I don't wanna win, I'm outty,
Here, tell these people something they dont know about me.

现在每个来自313的朋友，把你他妈的手都举起来，跟着我。
每个来自313的朋友，把你们他妈的手都举起来，跟着我。
好，看着吧！
他看起来是一流，可是他没有举起手。
自由世界可真是难对付，可谁又会害怕一群矮子呢。
1 2 3 4
1帕克 2帕克 3帕克 4
4帕克 3帕克 2帕克 1
你是帕克，他是帕克，根本就都不是。
他们根本就不是地道的MC！
我知道他要对我说的每一件事情！
我是个白人，我是个他妈的小混混 ，我也确实和我妈妈住在拖车里！
我的朋友“夫邱”有点像汤姆大叔，
我也有个傻乎乎的朋友叫言特.鲍勃！
是的，他向他的大腿开枪。
我说你们6个人怎么都哑巴了！（特指自由世界的人，一行7人，其中一个是女人）
是的，韦克干了我的女人！
但是我还要站在这里草你们自由世界的人！
你不要随便评论别人！
你不知道我他妈的想什么？
但是我知道一些关于你的事情！
在上公立学校时有过不光彩的表现！
怎么了？老兄？你感到迷惑了吗？！
这家伙是帮派里的，
他和父母住在一起，
他们真的是有个很美满的婚姻。
他想去会战，他很清楚，
因为他知道这样的事情并不容易！
他看起来很害怕，
他的什么书？
操你的书！
操这个会战，我有很多朋友！
操爸爸道克（就是被他骂的那个黑人）操钟表 操拖车 操每个人
操你们所有的人如果你们不相信我
我是他妈的一堆白色垃圾 如果你说崇拜我
操这个会战，我根本不想赢！
好了，在这你和大家说说一些关于我的他们不知道的事情！

中文：
注意，如果你有一个机会，一个时机，可以获得你曾经想要的所有东西…此时此刻，你是要抓住它，还是就让它溜走？

1.
他的手掌在出汗，双膝发软，双臂沉重。他的运动衫上是吐出的妈做的意大利面。他狼狈又紧张，但在表面上他看上去却很冷静并且准备好给别人惊讶，但他却一直在忘记他写的词，所有在场人群的起哄声、嘘声是那么的大。他张开嘴，但一句话也说不出，他紧张得几乎窒息，此时所有人都在嘲笑他。表针走过，时间已到，天那，(这对他来说就象世界末日！)~
迅速回到现实中来，oh~他是那么严肃！想到那时Rabbit他窒息了，他是那样的生气~，但他却没那样轻易的放弃，对，他没有，他知道他身后的整个内幕（可能是种族歧视）。没关系，他知道内幕，但他却身无分文。当他回到自己的(由汽车拖拉的)活动房屋，也就是当他再回到自己的工作间时，他觉得自己就像个懦弱的女人。
简直就是个说唱废物！~他最好回去抓住那个机会，希望它不要从身边流过！~

Chorus X2
你最好在音乐中忘掉自己，那个时刻，你拥有它，你最好不要让它遛走，你只有这一次机会，不要错过翻身的时机，在你一生中这个机会只会出现一次。
2.
他的灵魂正在从这个打开的缺口中溜走。我领悟到这个世界是我的，让我为“王”，让我们走向新秩序。平凡的人生是无聊的，但明星之路却让人接近死亡，那样的道路会更艰苦，更水生火热~，他不顾这一切，他会经历所有这些艰苦~。
一个海岸接一个海岸的演出（走穴），他觉得自己就像世界观光旅行家，只有上帝才知道他的道路是多么的孤独~
他在离家很远的地方长大，他不知道父亲是谁，他回到家，只知道他自己的女儿，他眼中没有别人，这个家不再需要他（rabbit），他像冷血动物（因为他只知道他女儿）。
他和女儿搬到下一个笨蛋那里，那人一天到晚只会擤鼻涕喝酒卖破烂。所以故事从此展开。我想这是老掉牙的故事，但音乐继续~~
我不再玩了，我变了，（咳~被逼的，没办法~）我愤怒了（接近你们所谓的疯狂），我就像被关进笼子里的两条狗，把这个该死的房顶掀翻。开始我是在开玩笑，但现在我的情绪完全变了。确实，我一直像口香糖一样被人咀嚼，然后被吐了出来，被嘘下台。但尽管那样，我还是继续写音乐，继续写下一个节拍。我努力坚信一个流浪艺人终会被人发掘。我所有的内心痛苦被不可逃避的事实放大，那就是早九晚五的艰苦工作，还有我无法让自己的家人过正常的生活，因为，你知道么，这些该死的粮票连尿布都买不起。然而，这不是电影，没有MekhiPhifer，这就是我的生活。
那一段时间是那么的艰难，而且有时甚至更糟，为了养活我的孩子，我的角色在一个父亲和一个啼哭孩子的母亲之间艰难蹒跚的徘徊，为了在一点立足，我做的太多了。也许有一天我就无法维持这样的生活了，有时我就像只蜗牛一样脆弱~
我必须要想出个计划了，否则我将在监狱里结束自己一生。
成功是他妈的我唯一的选择，失败不属于我。妈妈，我爱你，但我必须走，我不能在Salem生活了，所以走是我的机会。音乐不会在让我失望了，因为也许这是我得到的唯一机

英文：
Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted, one moment
Would you capture it, or just let it slip? Yo

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There’s vomit on his sweater already, mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgettin’
What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
He opens his mouth, but the words won’t come out
He’s chokin’ how, everybody’s chokin’ now
The clock’s run out, time’s up, over, bloah!
Snap back to reality, oh, there goes gravity
Oh, there goes Rabbit, he choked, he’s so mad
But he won’t give up that easy, no, he won’t have it
He knows his whole back’s to these ropes
It don’t matter, he’s dope
He knows that, but he’s broke, he’s so stagnant, he knows
When he goes back to his mobile home, that’s when it’s
Back to the lab again, yo, this whole rhapsody
He better go capture this moment and hope it don’t pass him

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime

The soul’s escaping through this hole that is gaping
This world is mine for the taking, make me king
As we move toward a new world order
A normal life is boring, but superstardom’s close to post-mortem
It only grows harder, only grows hotter
He blows us all over, these hoes is all on him
Coast to coast shows, he’s known as the globetrotter
Lonely roads, God only knows he’s grown farther from home
He’s no father, he goes home and barely knows his own daughter
But hold your nose cuz here goes the cold water
These hoes don’t want him no mo’, he’s cold product
They moved on to the next schmoe who flows
He nose dove and sold nada
So the soap opera is told and unfolds, I suppose it’s old partner
But the beat goes on da da dum da dum da da
You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime

No more games, I’ma change what you call rage
Tear this mothafuckin’ roof off like 2 dogs caged
I was playin’ in the beginnin, the mood all changed
I been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage
But I kept rhymin’ and stepwritin’ the next cypher
Best believe somebody’s payin’ the pied piper
All the pain inside amplified by the fact
That I can’t get by with my nine to five
And I can’t provide the right type of life for my family
Cuz man, these goddam food stamps don’t buy diapers
And it’s no movie, there’s no Mekhi Phifer
This is my life, and these times are so hard
And it’s getting even harder tryin’ to feed and water my seed, plus
Teetertotter caught up between bein a father and a prima donna
Baby mama drama screamin on and too much for me to wanna
Stay in one spot, another day of monotony
Has gotten me to the point I’m like a snail
I’ve got to formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot
Success is my only mothafuckin’ option, failure’s not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer’s got to go
I cannot grow old in Salem’s lot
So here I go with my shot, feet fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You can do anything you set your mind to, man