번역: 작은 죄. 그녀는 소스의.
I know, And told you what I thought you should do: Shes not the one for you, Its time you found somebody else. Shes the source and you know
Whose fault? Let's play the blame game, I love you more Let's play the blame game for sure Let's call out names, names, I hate you more Let's call out
's gotta go catch a plane "Daddy where's mommy? I can't find mommy, where is she?" I don't know, go play Haile, baby, your daddy's busy Daddy's writing
like a South African beauty Get in on lock like Bob Marley You can rock it straight like Oprah Winfrey If its not what's on your head, it's what's underneath
scream And when I push play She's screaming in stereo She's sound like sex on the radio She put sex on the radio Sex on the radio She's sound to me She's
readin' in The Source is real What my life like, you lookin' at the source, it's real What your life like? Mine dog, of course it's real Passin judgment
never loved her She wondered why every guy left her out in the cold What daddy did she must forgive before her heart grows colder And all the love she's
to rob the words from her gob And take the source of the innocence If you were there, beware the serpent soul pinchers Can't you sense she was never
kick it now she wanna hit I don't blame her she knows what's up I said "what's up?" She came with the pumps and she turned me up She was kute, makeup,
's a bird (Nah I thought that shit was a fuckin plane dude) Nah nah nah, it's Soop, Soop, Soop-a-man It's on Hah Well it's the Soopaman Lovah in your
bet I am, I bet I am It's dem boys on dem porches in air forces read'n sources My choice is ol' school's over dem Rolls Royce's Of course this tic shit
said "we" She?s a J-U-M-P Man, off top, fam, I got figures in the game She?s fuckin' with all the top niggas He?s Black Rob, he?s our man If he can?
indo You say we ain't shit, the Dangerous click You wanna hear the fucking tape Ask your stank ass bitch 'cause she bought it And she's loving it You
porch I hang, smokin' all sources dank from Jimmy Shwagger to Cambud and I'm chasin' Jim Beam We keep stallin' until my time's up Line up lames it's
licks ass for her enjoyment She also takes golden showers and drinks the piss from out my toilet And when it's time for the deployment of doo-doo from out my anus She
rooms Seems to represent it's light source well How soft they speak and seem to be at peace With the movement of the music and the madness That's pulling
foreign girl Her eyes are black And wet like oil And she ties your hands with a string of pearls And you tremble like a frightened bird As she closes