[Intro: Drake]
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin’ cold
That’s how we already know, winter’s here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That’s just all he know, he don’t know nothin’ else
I tried to show ’em, yeah
I tried to show ’em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goin’ on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode
Meek Mill feat. Rick Ross & JAY-Z – “What’s Free”（ヴァース３及びサビ部分対訳）
[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
In the land of the free, where the blacks enslaved
Three-fifths of a man, I believe’s the phrase
I’m 50% of D’USSÉ and it’s debt free (Yeah)
100% of Ace of Spades, worth half a B (Uh)
Roc Nation, half of that, that’s my piece
Hunnid percent of TIDAL to bust it up with my Gs, uh
Since most of my niggas won’t ever work together
You run a check up but they never give you leverage
No red hat, don’t Michael and Prince me and ‘Ye
They separate you when you got Michael and Prince’s DNA, uh
I ain’t one of these house niggas you bought
My house like a resort, my house bigger than yours
My spou- (Come on, man)
My route better, of course
We started without food in our mouth
They gave us pork and pig intestines
Shit you discarded that we ingested, we made the project a wave
You came back, reinvested and gentrified it
Took niggas’ sense of pride, now how that’s free?
And them people stole the soul and hit niggas with 360s, huh
I ain’t got a billion streams, got a billion dollars
Inflating numbers like we ‘posed to be happy about this
We was praisin’ Billboard, but we were young
Now I look at Billboard like, “Is you dumb?”
To this day, Grandma ‘fraid what I might say
They gon’ have to kill me, Grandmama, I’m not they slave
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, check out the bizarre (Ah)
Rappin’ style used by me, the H-O-V
Look at my hair free, carefree, niggas ain’t near free
Enjoy your chains, what’s your employer name with the hairpiece?
I survived the hood, can’t no Shaytan rob me
My accountant’s so good, I’m practically livin’ tax free
Factory, that’s me
Sold drugs, got away scot-free
That’s a CC, E-copy
Guilt free, still me
And expect me to not feel a way to this day
You would say y’all killed me
Sucker free, no shuckin’ me, I don’t jive turkey
Say “Happy Thanksgiving,” shit sound like a murder to me
Smoke free, all of y’all callin’ out toll free
Label rob you for millions yet you wanna put a hole in me
Sugar free, seasoned but I’m salt free
You lay a hand on Hov, my shooter shoot for free
I promise World War Three
Send a order through a hands free
Kill you in 24 hours or shorter, you can’t ignore the hand speed
On god, it’s off the head, this improv but it’s no comedy
Sign I fail? Hell nah
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Hahahahahahahahaha
[Chorus: Meek Mill]
What’s free?
Free is when nobody else could tell us what to be
Free is when the TV ain’t controllin’ what we see
Told my niggas, “I need you”
Through all the fame, you know I stayed true
Pray my niggas stay free
Made a few mistakes but this ain’t where I wanna be
Before I’m judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, “I need you”
Stay up, I know these times ain’t true
Real life, what’s free?
（写真は，下記歌詞の３行目で言及されている「Maybe it’s the Michael Rubins or the Robert Krafts（ビリオネアのマイケル・ルービンとロバート・クラフトのお蔭で）」の写真。写真左から，同郷フィラデルフィア出身のコメディアン＝ケヴィン・ハート，ロバート・クラフト，マイケル・ルービン，そしてミーク・ミル。歌詞では，彼ら（＝ルービンとクラフト）とマーシー・プロジェクツ出身のビリオネア＝ジェイＺが俺をサポートしてくれたお蔭で，刑務所から釈放され自由になれた，と言っている。ちなみに，ロバート・クラフトは，アメフトチームNew English Patriotsのオーナー。マイケル・ルービンは，NBAチームPhiladelphia 76ersのオーナー。）
Meek Mill feat. Rick Ross & JAY-Z – “What’s Free”（ヴァース２対訳）
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Fed investigations, heard they plottin’ like I trap
20 mill’ in cash, they know I got that off of rap
Maybe it’s the Michael Rubins or the Robert Krafts
Or the billionaire from Marcy, and the way they got my back, uh
See how I prevailed now they try to knock me back, uh
Locked me in a cell for all them nights and I won’t snap, uh
Two-fifty a show and they still think I’m sellin’ crack, uh
When you bring my name up to the judge, just tell him facts
Tell him how we fundin’ all these kids to go to college
Tell him how we ceasin’ all these wars, stoppin’ violence
Tryna fix the system and the way that they designed it
I think they want me silenced (Shush)
Oh, say you can see, I don’t feel like I’m free
Locked down in my cell, shackled from ankle to feet
Judge bangin’ that gavel, turned me to slave from a king
Another day in the bing, I gotta hang from a string
Just for poppin’ a wheelie, my people march through the city
From a cell to a chopper, view from the top of the city
You can tell how we rockin’, soon as I pop up we litty
Poppin’ like Bad Boy in ’94, Big Poppa and Diddy
And niggas counted me out like my accountant ain’t busy
That’s five milli’ in twenties, sit up and count ’til I’m dizzy
Phantom 500 thousand, hundred round in a stizzy
Is we beefin’ or rappin’? I might just pop up with Drizzy like
現在2019年は，実はもうこの”twerk”という語彙の使用頻度は飽和状態（使われすぎ）にあるのですが，ここへ来て，ドレイク（Drake）の曲で昨年流行った「In My Feelings」で一躍人気を博したシティ・ガールズ（City Girls）という女子ラップユニットが，同名の楽曲「Twerk」を発表しました。そしてフィーチャリング・アーティストは“イマ”をときめくラッパー＝カーディ・Ｂ（Cardi B）です。
Meek Mill feat. Rick Ross & JAY-Z – “What’s Free”（ヴァース１対訳）
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Since a lad, I was cunning, just got a pad out in London
I keep stackin’ my money, I’ll need a ladder by summer
AK shots, niggas duckin’ stray shots
Been a top dog, that’s before the K-Dots
Crackin’ in ’06, immaculate showmanship
Talkin’ like you Mitch, disastrous on the strip
Holdin’ on your bitch, coulda never sold you a brick
With them people, you never been on a list
Mona Lisa to me ain’t nothin’ but a bitch
Hangin’ pictures like niggas swingin’ from his dick
We so different, you thought these didn’t exist
The Megalodon never seen on his wrist
I’m from the South where they never make it this rich
God is the greatest, but Satan been on his shit
Walkin’ the pavement, I pray I’m illuminated
Over a decade and never nobody’s favorite
Pot and kilo go hand in hand like we Gamble and Huff
My amigo, a million grams and we countin’ ’em up
You was dead broke, I let you hold a pack
You paid for it, but I fucked around and stole the track
Screaming “gang gang,” now you wanna rat
Racketeering charges caught him on a tap
Lookin’ for a bond, lawyers wanna tax
Purple hair got them faggots on your back
Nas feat. The-Dream & Kanye West – “everything”（ヴァース３及びサビ部分対訳）
[Verse 3: Nas]
Watch me as I walk through the folly, golly, New York to Saudi
In Italy, I’m Eduardo Wiccari
But Nasty the hustler, nasty like mustard gas, sulfur
And I could sell Alaska to Russia, no pressure
My first house, 11,000-square-feet mansion
It was a haunted by dead rich whites
Mad a nigga bought his crib to hang up pictures of black Christ
Circular driveways, black cars and black ice
My second house, still in my twenties, illin’ with money
Chilled through my spine, spillin’ wine, it’s funny
Did good for a staircase loiterer, euphoria
What you saw when you seen a teen turn to a warrior
Did every Fourth of July, bustin’ in the sky
It was important to a guy who was mob-minded
Future Murcielago driver ’til Lambos got average on me
I started likin’ the look like I ain’t had no money
Yellow taxi seats over Maybach seats
Just to remind me, just to inspire me
To stay focused, it’s a real sick society
Just ’cause I got your support don’t mean you’re buyin’ me
I’m buyin’ back the land owned by the slave masters
Where my ancestors lived, just to say a rapper
Made a change, the pants-sagger put plans in action
To lay claim the Pan-African made it happen
[Pre-Chorus: Kanye West & The-Dream]
You’ll live, and you’ll learn
See ’cause you’ve never been the same as anyone else
Don’t think the same as everyone else
You’ll love, and you’ll learn
See you’ll never conclude with anyone else
Don’t think the same as everyone else
[Chorus: Kanye West]
If I had everything, everything
I could change anything
If I changed anything, I mean anything
I would change everything, oh yeah
[Post-Chorus: The-Dream & Kanye West]
Dark boy, don’t you cry
There’s too much life left in those eyes
Don’t you let that face go waterfall
Don’t you learn to love your scars and all
Dark boy, don’t you die
They’re just human, let them lie
You just know your world and speak your truth
Let them come to you
For you’ll love, in your heart
See ’cause you’ve never been the same as anyone else
Don’t think the same as everyone else
This is your call, there are no wrongs
See you’ll never conclude with anyone else
Don’t think the same as everyone else
Nas feat. The-Dream & Kanye West – “everything”（ヴァース２対訳）
[Verse 2: Nas]
From the birth of a child, the world is foul
Excursions of a searchin’ child
Should learn to take nothin’ personal
A parent hates to watch his baby’s face
Takin’ his first immunization shots, but this is great
The child’s introduction to suffering and pain
Understands without words, nothin’ is explained
Or rushed to the brain, lookin’ up at his parents’ face
Like, “I thought you would protect me from this scary place?”
“Why’d you let them inject me?”
“Who’s gonna know how these side effects is gonna affect me?”
Who knew I would grow to meet presidents that respect me?
If Starbucks is bought by Nestlé, please don’t arrest me
I need to use your restroom and I ain’t buy no espresso
Soon enough, assume the cuffs, the position
Not new to us, since back on the bus sittin’
Said, “Screw that bus!” – boycotted that bus outta business
The future’s us, yet every citizen’s in prison
Nas feat. The-Dream & Kanye West – “everything”（ヴァース１対訳）
[Verse 1: Nas]
When the media slings mud, we use it to build huts
Irrefutable facts, merciful, beautiful black beloved brother
You fail to embarrass him, harassin’ him
To my life, your life pales in comparison
So go write whatever blog, messiness is not ever the God
Do what’s necessary, I’m never worried
Listen vultures, I’ve been shackled by Western culture
You convinced most of my people to live off emotion
That’s why we competin’, death by the chrome barrel
Forgot the secrets, my Kilimanjaro bone marrow’s the deepest
You can peep at the comments, but don’t fall for that
We want freedom, I’m a scholar, an almanac
People do anything to be involved in everything
Inclusion is a hell of a drug
Some people have everything they probably ever wanted in life
And never have enough
