Перевод песни Yellow Brick Road - Eminem

(spoken)

What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough

If you will, to be saved not in a religious sense,

but not to constitute what this country, at times, calls "we throw away children"

We seem to be approaching an age of the gross (burp)

We all have this idea that we should move up a little bit from our parents station

And each generation should do a little bit better

Alright come on let's cut this bullshitting and dub

Let's get it started let's start addressing this issue

And open it up

Let's take this shit back to the basement

And we can discuss statements that's made on this tape

And this whole origin of

The music that we all know and love the music we all enjoy

The music that you accuse me of trying to destroy

Let's rewind it to '89 when I was boy on the East side of Detroit

Crossing 8 Mile and a war and they hit territory

I'd like to share a story this is my story

And can't nobody tell it for me

I am well aware that I don't belong here

You made that perfectly clear

I get my ass kicked, damn they're everywhere

From Bel Air shopping centre just for stopping in there

From the black side all the way to the white side

Okay there's a bright side

A day that I might slide

You may call it a pass I call it hauling my ass

Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks

Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks

Them good old notorious, so well known tracks

So let's go back

Follow the yellow brick road

As we go on another episode

Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place

That I once used to call home sweet home

Come on, let's go back

Follow the yellow brick road

As we go on another episode

Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place

That I once used to call home sweet home

I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter

Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitchhike

Just to get picked up they'd give me a lift up

8 Mile and Van Dyke I'd steal a goddamn bike

From somebody's backyard

And drop it off at the park

That was the halfway mark

To meet Kim had to walk back to her momma's and charmer's

After dark to sneak me in the house

When I'm kicked out my mom's

That's about the time I first met Proof, we'd goof

He'd carry on the steps said I was bored handing out some flyers

He was doing some talent shows at Center Line High

I told him to stop by and check this out some time

He looked at me like I'm out my mind

Shook his head like white boys don't know how to rhyme

I spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first place

And they both had the same rhymes that soundalike

We was on that same shit, that Big Daddy Kane shit

Where compound syllables sound combined

From that day we was down to ride

Somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line

So let's go back

Follow the yellow brick road

As we go on another episode

Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place

That I once used to call home sweet home

Come on, let's go back

Follow the yellow brick road

As we go on another episode

Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place

That I once used to call home sweet home

My first year in 9th grade

Can't forget that day in school

It was cool til' your man MC Sham came through

And said that Puma's the brand 'cause the Klan makes Troops

It was rumors but man, goddamn they flew

Must'a been true because man we done banned they shoes,

I had the new ones, the cool J, Ice-lambs, suede too.

But we just threw 'em in the trash like they was yesterday's news

Guess who came through next? X-clan debuted

With a key sissies now with this being a new trend

We don't fit in crackers is out with Cactus albums

Blackness is in, African symbols and medallions

Represents black power and we ain't know what it meant

Me and my man Howard and Butter, would go to the mall with 'em

All over our necks like we're showing 'em off

Not knowing at all we was being laughed at you ain't even half black

You ain't supposed to have that homie let me grab that

And that Flavor Flave clock we gonna have to snatch that

All I remember is meeting back at

Manix's basement, saying how we hate this, how racist but dope the x clan's tape is...

Which reminds me back in 89 me and Kim broke up for the first time

She was tryna two time me

And there was this black girl

At our school who thought I was cool cause I rapped so she was kinda eyeing me

And oh the irony guess what her name was ain't even gonna say it plus

The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts and a pair of jugs

The bombest goddamn girl in our whole school if I could pull it

Not only would I become more popular but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time

But it backfired I was supposed to dump her

But she dumped me for this black guy

And thats the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to

The oh foolish pride girl

But I've heard people say they heard the tape and it ain't that bad

But it was I singled out a whole race and for that apologize, I was wrong

'Cause no matter what color a girl is, she's still a hoe

So let's go back

Follow the yellow brick road

As we go on another episode

Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place

That I once used to call home sweet home

Come on, let's go back

Follow the yellow brick road

As we go on another episode

Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place

That I once used to call home sweet home