さて，今回紹介しますのは，１９８９年にリリースされた２ライヴ・クルーの名盤『As Nasty As They Wanna Be』アルバムからシングル曲としてカットされた「Me So Horny」という曲です。当時このアルバムは卑猥すぎる，歌詞は過激すぎる，ということで，２ライヴ・クルーの出身地＝フロリダ州の州政府が「わいせつ罪」で訴え，逮捕しました。裁判は１９９０年に行われ，２年後の１９９２年に上級審が下級審の判決を却下し，リリースから３年の時を経て，無事，２ライヴ・クルーの名は晴れて，アルバムは市場に出回ることになりました。このアルバムは音楽の歴史で，史上初「わいせつ罪」をふっかけられたアルバムとして，名を残す大切なアルバムです。
さて，この伝説のアルバムからシングルカットされた「Me So Horny」から，このヴァースを取り上げます。
Sitting at home with my dick on hard
So I got the black book for a freak to call
Picked up the telephone, then dialed the 7 digits
Said, “Yo, this Marquis, baby! Are you down with it?”
I arrived at her house, knocked on the door
Not having no idea of what the night had in store
I’m like a dog in heat, a freak without warning
I have an appetite for sex, cause me so horny
彼らがデビューしたのは１９８４年，「The Revelation」という曲をファーストシングルとしてリリースしました。創始メンバーの中には，世界で初めてのアジア系ラッパーと言われているフレッシュ・キッド・アイスもいました。残念ながら彼は昨年２０１７年７月に人間界を去りましたが，彼の遺した偉大なる遺産（レガシー）は後のマイアミ出身のラッパー達＝Trick Daddy, DJ Khaled達に受け継がれていくこととなりました。
[Intro]
Can you tell us about love?
Hmm, well there’s love of children
Love of self
Love of God
Love of a partner
All of them have a different shape
But all of them is the same in the end
It’s about sensitivity, it’s about passion
It’s about unconditional giving of self to another person
And there’s love of humanity
That’s the love that is right now needed most
Love of humanity
But in everything, in all of that love, there is a soul
It’s like when you take some eggs and break them
And you take the shells and mix them up
Trying to find the ones that match
And you find the perfect match
When you find the perfect match
That compatibility results in passion
Results in unconditional giving of self
[Chorus: JAY-Z]
I’m good on any MLK Boulevard
I’m good on any MLK Boulevard
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I’m Malcolm X
Haters dreadin’ my effect, they want that Das EFX
Get your hands up high like a false arrest
Let me see ’em up high, this is not a test
Yes, put ’em up, this is not a test
Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest
[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
This Off-White fit that I rock, shit permanent
Hmm, the fro that I grow got no perm in it
Hmm, a nigga late but he best dressed
Got slowed down by the weight of my necklaces
Parked the Lexus in the projects, bitch I’m reckless
Extra magazine hopped on a jet with my Ebony chick
Blacker than the Essence fest
The behind the back pass is so effortless
LeBron James to you Omaroses
Dapper Dan at 4AM, shit, I am the culture
I made my own waves so now they’re anti-Tidal
I’m livin’ the no sock life despite you
Since the Kalief doc, they’ve been at my neck
Y’all can tell ’em Trayvon is comin’ next
The SEC, the FBI or the IRS
I pass the alphabet boys like an eye test
[Chorus: JAY-Z and Beyonce]
I’m good on any MLK Boulevard (I’m good)
I’m good on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I’m Malcolm X (I’m Malcolm X)
Haters dreadin’ my effect, they want that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your hands up high like a false arrest (put your hands up high)
Let me see ’em up high, this is not a test (let me see ’em up high)
Yes, put ’em up, this is not a test
Put your hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest
[Verse 2: JAY-Z, Beyonce and both]
I’m good anywhere I go, anywhere I go (go)
I pull up like the Freedom Riders, hop out on Rodeo
Stunt with your curls, your lips, Sarah Baartman hips
Gotta hop into my jeans like I hop into my whip yeah
Mobbin’ in a hoodie like Melo
Come up out that pretty motherfucker like “Hello, Hello”
I will never let you shoot the nose off my Pharaoh
I like purple and purple rain
Tryin’ to put red and blue together, bitch, that’s on gang
These people tryna get me out the paint
‘Cause I cook collard greens and yams better than your aunt
Man, we started with a mustard seed
Now we in the gray 911 with the mustard seats
Sheesh! Matte black puma jet
Shining my light on the world just like “UMI Says”
Got the Richard Mille all colors
Might hit you with the Rose Gold all summer
For the culture
They even biting cornrows, put your scarecrows up
I come from the finest crop
Tell em the god’s on row, watch them line the block
The Chitlin’ circuit is stopped
Now we in stadiums, Eighty Thou a wop, Watch
[Chorus: Jay-Z and Beyonce]
I’m good on any MLK Boulevard (He good)
I’m good on any MLK Boulevard (We good)
See my vision with a TEC, bitch, I’m Malcolm X (I’m Malcom X)
Haters dreadin’ my effect, they want that Das EFX (Yeah)
Get your hands up high like a false arrest
(Get your hands up high like a false arrest)
Let me see ’em up high, this is not a test
(Let me see ’em up high, this is not a test)
Yes, put ’em up, this is not a test
(Yes, put em up, this is not a test)
Now hands where I can see them, fuck a false arrest
[Outro]
I know I’ve only come half the way
But looking the mirror I see an older me
Not realizing all the years that past away
But I know I’ve only come half the way
[Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
Find my back in the cold
Trapped in another soul, they can hear me holler
I’m colder than the game
See ’em all strapped in an’ can’t move and I’m sinkin’ lower
Heaven gonna help me
‘Cause I feel the world weighin’ on me heavy, tryna keep it steady
Ready for the mission
God, shine your love on me, save me, please
If I’m goin’ alone, I’ve been gone for so long
Ain’t nobody, you can’t hear a word
Perched in the night, lookin’ out nowhere
Where’s home on this hidden earth?
Pain in my eyes, in the time I find, I’m stronger than I ever was
Here we go again, God, shine your love on me, save me, please
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Everybody want world peace
‘Til your niece get shot in the dome-piece
Then you go and buy your own piece
Hopin’ it’ll help you find your own peace
Bring light to what they don’t see
Auntie cryin’ on the concrete
Talkin’ to dispatcher then the phone beep
On the other line was the homies
Told her that you ain’t comin’ home, see
When she heard the news it hurt her bone-deep
Caught with the rifle with the long reach
Just another cycle of the lonely
All growin’ up in environment
Where doin’ crime the requirement
They send us off to prison for retirement
Hopefully Alice Johnson will inspire men
[Chorus: Mr. Hudson, Kid Cudi & Kanye West]
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Save me, Lord
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Save me, Lord
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Save me, Lord
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
Lord shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
[Outro: Kanye West, Kid Cudi & Mr. Hudson]
Both sides lose somebody
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Save me, Lord
Somebody dies, somebody goes to jail
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
Light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
Lord, shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
Shine your light on me, save me, please
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Save me, Lord
Shine your light on me
Hmm-mm-mm, woah, woah
Stay strong
ケンドリック・ラマーのデビューアルバム『Section.80』より，楽曲①対訳「Fuck Your Ethnicity」。
[Skit]
Gather around!
I’m glad everybody came out tonight.
As we stand on our neighborhood corner,
know that this fire that’s burning represents the passion you have.
Listen, Keisha, Tammy, come up front.
I recognize all of you.
Every creed and color.
With that being said…
fuck your ethnicity.
You understand that?
We gon’ talk about a lot of shit that concerns you. All of you…
[Verse 1]
Fire burning inside my eyes, this the music that saved my life
Y’all be calling it hip-hop, I be calling it hypnotize
Yeah, hypnotize, trapped my body but freed my mind
What the fuck is you fighting for? Ain’t nobody gon’ win that war
My details be retail, man, I got so much in store
Racism is still alive, yellow tape and colored lines
Fuck that, nigga look at that line, it’s so diverse
They getting off work and they wanna see Kendrick
Everybody can’t drive Benz’s, and I been there, so I make it my business
To give ’em my full attention, ten-hut! Man, I gotta get my wind up
Man, I gotta get down with God cause I got my sins up
Matter of fact, don’t mistake me for no fucking rapper
They sit backstage and hide behind the fucking cameras
I mosh pit, had a microphone and I tossed it
Had a brain, then I lost it, I’m out of my mind
So don’t you mind how much the cost is, penny for my thoughts
Everybody, please hold up your wallets
Yeah man, I’m the mailman, can’t you tell, man?
Going postal, never freeze up, when I approach you
That’s starstruck and roast you, oh my
HiiiPower
[Verse 2]
I’m tired of y’all, cause everybody lied to y’all
And you believe it? Recognize them false achievements
It’s treason and I’m Tylenol, I knock out when you knock it off
Knock on the doors of opportunity, I’m too involved
I’m no activist, I’m no Einstein before calculus
I was kicking that math, dropping that science
Like an alchemist, and I be kicking that ass, lyrically I’m UFC
If a UFO had came for me, I’mma come back with the head of an alien
Don’t alienate, my dreams, get it right
Get a life, I got two, that’s a metaphor for the big shit I do
Boy, TMI, TSA, man I’m fly, put wings on my back
That a plane or angel? Both like a pilot with a halo, whoa… gross
[Bridge]
I mean, I’ve seen so many things come through them, him, her, you
I’m just a messenger, yeah, I know life’s a bitch, get the best of her
Put them 3’s up, they notice that we up, HiiiPower
And the power in the people and if they don’t believe us, they’ll die
Wizard
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
No need to ask you heard about us
No need to ask you heard about us
Already know you know about us
No need to ask you heard about us
No need to ask you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you around us
[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
Pull up, hop out, wreck
Got no time, but we got Pateks
I come around, stepping on necks
My nigga got niggas upset, why?
Oh, why these bitches so mad for?
They don’t want Yoncé on their door
Louis slugger to your four door
Careful you get what you asked for
We go, ooh
Go to Cuba then Aruba in the middle of the winter (skrt, skrt)
Brand new sprinter, we laugh to the bank
But we ain’t no joke, yeah
You better act like you know, yeah
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
No need to ask, you heard about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
Already know you know about us
Ain’t no need to ask, you heard about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you move around us
[Post Chorus: Beyoncé & JAY-Z]
If you don’t know, now you know, nigga
He smoking, we drank D’USSÉ to the face (yeah)
If you don’t know, now you know, nigga
Put hoes in their place, bitch, stay in your lane
(Bitch, stay in your lane)
Talk that talk, B
[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
Billie Jean in his prime
For the thousandth time, the kid ain’t mine
Online they call me “dad,” kiddingly
You’re not supposed to take this dad thing literally
That’s too famous, we don’t even really do famous
I’m cool on that, chuck the two fingers
Everyday I’m gettin’ sued famous
I show up to court without a suit famous
Your every move is on the news, ain’t it?
Shit has its perks too, ain’t it?
Shootin’ videos in the Louvre, ain’t it?
It could be far worse for you, can’t it?
Pain comes with penthouse views, ain’t it?
Bitch know me, I been me since the cocaine
Bitch know B, she don’t even need a whole name
[Chorus: Beyoncé & JAY-Z]
No need to ask, you heard about us
(It’s Beyoncé, nigga)
No need to ask, you heard about us
(Oh, my God)
Already know you know about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
No need to ask, you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you move around us
[Post Chorus: Beyoncé]
And if you don’t know, now you know, nigga
He smoking, we drink, D’USSÉ to the face
And if you don’t know, now you know, nigga
Put hoes in their place, bitch stay in your lane
Yeah, we the ones that you heard about
Make big noise, big noise
We don’t need no voucher
Yeah, we the one’s y’all worried about
We good, we good, keep us out your mouth
If you don’t know, now you know, nigga
If you don’t know, now you know, nigga
楽曲⑥対訳「Kids See Ghosts」by KIDS SEE GHOSTS (Kanye West & Kid Cudi)
[Chorus: Yasiin Bey]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Spirit (spirit, spirit, spirit)
Movin’ around, just movin’ around
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Spirit (spirit, spirit, spirit)
Yeah, that’s the king
[Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
Stop that movement, stop that movement
Y’all can’t move me, this my movie
Y’all can’t stop me, y’all too sloppy
Carbon copied, carbon
Same thing, in a room
Sittin’ by myself, findin’ heaven soon
Many things that will trouble you
Look beyond for a feelin’ like you never knew
Reachin’ out, huntin’ for the truth
I’m guessin’ I’m just sick of runnin’
All this time searchin’ hard for somethin’
I can hear the angels comin’
[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Spirit (spirit, spirit, spirit)
Movin’ around, just movin’ around
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Spirit (spirit, spirit, spirit)
Yeah, that’s the king
[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Well, it took me long enough to rap on this strong enough
Paid this shit just gon’ give up, ’cause Ye just gon’ live up
To everything that sucks to you and that’s never enough
Thought I’d be clever enough to give up while I’m ahead
I like breakfast in bed, but I love breakfast and head
For anybody who said that I was better off dead
Told ’em, “Don’t ever believe nothin’ that you ever read”
Got a Bible by my bed, oh yes, I’m very Christian
Constantly repentin’, ’cause, yes, I never listen
Don’t like bein’ questioned and don’t like bein’ less than
Any a competition in any of my professions
So I gotta guess then, I gotta stay the best man
What else you expect from, uh, Mr. West, man
Painting from Wes Lang, hung in my space like a relative
That you ain’t seen in a minute, called on the telephone
And when they see you they say, “Damn you got hella grown
Always thought you’d make it, but damn now you hella known”
Let’s address some topics that I can embellish on
How we made enough bread for us to put some relish on
I won’t relish on the fact I´m vibin’ on the future
Ultralight buildin’ in the buildin’ by Miuccia
Herzog and de Meuron in an office out in Basel
No not Miami, Switzerland (Switzerland, ahahaha)
[Chorus: Yasiin Bey]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Spirit (spirit, spirit, spirit)
Movin’ around, just movin’ around
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Spirit (spirit, spirit, spirit)
Yeah, that’s the king
[Bridge: Yasiin Bey]
Civilization without society
Power and wealth with nobility
Stability without stasis
Places and spaces
Civilization without society
Power and wealth with nobility
Stability without stasis
Spaces and places
[Outro: Yasiin Bey]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts—ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Yeah, that’s the king
And what’s a crown for the clouds, movin’ around
Yeah, that’s the king
And what’s a crown to the clouds, movin’ around
ということで，白人のあいだでも「ノリのいいサウスのラップ」を馴染みなものにさせたのが，リュダクリスということでした。南部特有の訛りでラップするアーティストたちは，自分たちのことを「こぎたない南部ラッパー（dirty south rappers）」と，愛情を込めて呼んでいました。リュダクリスももちろんその１人でした。
そのリュダクリスのアルバム『Back for the First Time』から，ファレル・ウィリアムス率いるプロダクション軍団＝The Neptunesプロデュースの２００２年作品「Southern Hospitality（サウスのおもてなし）」の歌詞を引用します。
Dirty South mind blowing Dirty South bread
Catfish fried up, Dirty South fed
Sleep in a cot’-picking Dirty South bed
Dirty South gurrls give me Dirty South head
Hand-me-down flip-flops, hand-me-down socks
Hand-me-down drug dealers hand me down rocks
Hand me down a 50-pack Swisher Sweets box
And goodfella rich niggas hand me down stocks
Mouth full of platinum, mouth full of gold
40-Glock cal’ keep your mouth on hold
Lie through your teeth, you could find your mouth cold
And rip out your tongue cause of what your mouth told
Sweat for the lemonade, sweat for the tea
Sweat from the hot sauce, sweat from the D
And you can sweat from a burn in the 3rd degree
And if you sweat in your sleep, then you sweat from me
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
My friends, real friends, better than your friends
That’s how we keep poppin’ out that Benz, yeah
No foes, real friends, we ain’t even got to pretend, yeah
Get bands, get bands, spend it all on my friends
[Refrain: Beyoncé]
Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me down (They never let me down)
Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me drown (never let me drown)
Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
And never let me drown (never let me drown)
Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
I’ll never hit the ground (never let me drown, never let me drown)
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
My friends, real friends, better than your friends, yeah
That’s how we keep popping out that Benz, yeah
For friends, real friends, better than your friends, yeah
That’s them, that’s them, they know all my business
[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
I don’t know what I would do without all of my crew, yeah
I ain’t makin’ no room, yeah, I ain’t makin’ no new friends
I don’t make no moves, yeah, without tellin’ my crew, yeah
That just how we do, yeah, that just how we do, oh
Goddammit it, I love my life, Styrofoam cups, no ice
Party ‘fore we go inside
Never let them out my sight (ooh), they’re right by my side (woo)
Them my ride-or-dies (ride) , them my ride-or-dies (ride)
My friends are goals, your friends are faux (faux)
We fly, why cry? Our souls exposed, yeah
We smoke, we laugh, your stress, my stress
Closer than kin, I’m blessed, you blessed (blessed)
[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
Ten toes, ten toes, we was out in that road, uh
Lookin’ for love in wrong places, we proposed to a stove, yeah
Shared jewels, shared clothes, that’s how deep this shit goes, yeah
Every week, ya got bros, all of y’all fake close, yeah
Y’all switchin’ sides like NBA teams just after halftime
I’m pullin’ up on my dog, make sure he okay, I don’t even have time
He copped me a Porsche with butterscotch seats, this ‘fore they had mils
Live better than rappers and they don’t even have deals, that real
Bought Emory a BM as soon as he came home
We hopped on a plane, headed straight to the Bay
That’s how we turn the game on, it’s game on
Ty mama died, I was there, my nephew died, he was there
He in my house more than I be there, more than Bey there
Ty-Ty there, E there, Breezy there, Juan there
High here, Chaka there, Law there, they all here, ah yeah
Dez there, Kwanna here, shit feel like Nirvana here
Crib like the Soho House, I might stay in and grow out my hair
Tight circle, no squares, I’m geometrically opposed to you
Y’all like to try angles, y’all like to troll, do you?
Y’all talk around hoes, do you? Y’all don’t follow codes, do you?
You know everything you say from niggas close to you, you emotional
When I say, “Free the dogs,” I free ’em, that’s how Meek got his freedom
Y’all put niggas on a t-shirt, it hurts you ain’t never meet ’em
You got niggas in the feds, you ain’t even tryna feed ’em
I’m tryna free the world, that’s how deep I’m in
I ain’t goin’ to nobody nothin’ when me and my wife beefin’
I don’t care if the house on fire, I’m dyin’, nigga, I ain’t leavin’
Ty-Ty take care of my kids, after he done grievin’
If y’all don’t understand that, we ain’t meant to be friends
[Refrain: Beyoncé]
Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me down (They never let me down)
Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me drown (never let me drown)
Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
And never let me drown (never let me drown)
Gon’ pull me up, pull me up, pull me up (pull me up, pull me up, pull me up)
I’ll never hit the ground (never let me drown, never let me drown)
[Verse 3: Beyoncé]
They pray, pray for me, they pray, pray for me
See better things for me, want better days for me, unselfishly
They pray, pray for me, they pray, pray for me
Whenever I’m in need, they in the backseat, with the aux bumpin B
There ain’t no pride involved, there ain’t no pride involved
In my heart, heart, heart, you know 4-4-4
That’s my dog, dog, dogs, see your dogs, dogs, dogs
Point ’em out, out, out, point ’em out, out, out
What would I be without my friends? (What would I be without my friends?)
I ain’t got no understanding (I ain’t got no understanding)
‘Bout them, you might just catch these hands
We fall out and we make amends, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Your friends are faux, my friends are goals
Closer than kin, our souls exposed
Your friends are frauds, all they want is applause, yeah
And my friends, real friends, closer than kin
[Outro: Beyoncé]
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them never let me drown
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them never let me down
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them never let me down
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
Them pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Very rarely do you catch me out
Y’all done “specially invited guest”‘d me out
Y’all been tellin’ jokes that’s gon’ stress me out
Soon as I walk in, I’m like, “Let’s be out”
I was off the chain, I was often drained
I was off the meds, I was called insane
What a awesome thing, engulfed in shame
I want all the rain, I want all the pain
I want all the smoke, I want all the blame
Cardio audio, let me jog your brain
Caught in the Audy Home, we was all detained
All of you Mario, it’s all a game
[Verse 2: Kid Cudi]
I had my issues, ain’t that much I could do
Peace is somethin’ that starts with me, with me
At times, wonder my purpose
Easy then to feel worthless
But, peace is somethin’ that starts with me (with me, with me)
Had so much on my mind, I didn’t know where to go
I’ve come a long way from them hauntin’ me
Had me feelin’ oh so low
Ain’t no stoppin’ you no way
All things, the night before
Ain’t no stoppin’ you no way
No stress yes, I’m so blessed and-
１９９８年７月２１日リリースの名作『Confessions Of Fire』は，後のディップセットのボス＝キャムロン（Cam’Ron）のデビュー作です。NYCはハーレム出身。ハーレムと言えば色んなラッパーの出身地です。ディディ（パフ・ダディ），メイス，ビッグＬ，ブラック・ロブ，Ｑーティップ，J.R.ライター（ナツい！），そしてまさに「今」をきらめくティアナ・テイラー（先週金曜日にカニエ・プロダクションのアルバムをリリースしたばっか！），そしてキャムロン率いるディップ・セット軍団です。
このようにハーレムは素晴らしき数々のラッパーを輩出してきたヒップホップ聖地です。
そのキャムロンのデビュー作でもあり，名作と呼ばれる『Confessions Of Fire』より，楽曲「Horse & Carriage」から，以下の歌詞を引用します。
Aye yo, I pull to the hotel with my shit on blast
Tell the valet “Motherfucker don’t hit my Jag”
Seen the bell boy, nigga he can kiss my ass
Just show me my room nigga, and get my bags
So the girl, that’s my hon, almost dropped his glass
I guess he was shocked when I touched her ass
It really wasn’t nothin’ she was peedy aight
“Does that say Harlem World?” yeah you readin’ it right
And we havin a party, be there tonight
Like Phil Collins have her in “The Heat Of The Night”
Cause Cam rocks the party (All Night Long)
‘Til when? (‘Til the early morn’)
It don’t stop (and uh) it don’t quit
(and uh) drop six (and uh) we pop Cris
Right now too tipsy to drive
But I got my horse and carriage right outside
