BY THE GHETTO TO BECOME
I jump out of my car and walk brotha
Afroman, young soul brotha
the tore-house of
late night deeply from in the hood
we step it outside of that the weather good
stereo impulse in the living rooms of classic soul
music with the peaceful thundering (thunder)
foals 45 feels, received takes your boy on sums
however I ain ‘going t home, I ‘post in ‘cause (post in ‘cause)
another swallow, takes Other blow speech to occupying
you around an actual deep shit clicked heads,
that up and from the block run (ba kaa!)
Pulling to the side and the sale the rock, that the block becomes slow around one-quarter four floodlights
Popo, is sought
you once again sought me of the East, west, north and south,
that I would have relaxes cause, that I would have receive the cocaine in my mouth, you decrease the handcuff and we become leap in the Cadillac
released and tells my homeboys “peace” nineteen ninety-two Fleetwood Hain Daytons Chrome on my return home (memory)
memories to be drunk of the ghetto,
is wilted high to become memories paid, by the ghetto to become, to be put and (locked in ghetto memories)
(to become)
(The first bit of Afroman’s “Ghetto Memories” to German and back using Freetranslation.com.)
