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rapping 1300 words,'Life's a Struggle', young dead Chinese rapper gains recognition

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rapping 1300 words,'Life's a Struggle', young dead Chinese rapper earns recognition

flash video for song 'Life's a Struggle'

http://61.156.12.117/theater/flash/swfD/2310.swf

recently,during a music award show in Taiwan,
someone won the 'best lyric writer' award,he is an unknown rapper,
his name is Shawn
who sadly passed away in 2002 at the age of 23,
his mother,with all the tears in her eyes, went up on stage to receive the award for him

Shawn rapped 1300 Chinese words,keep in mind that Chinese is not like English , Chinese language doesn't have any melodies itself,it is hard to make the Chinese words fit into Western melodies and rap it so nicely
but Shawn fnished rapping it all at once
[because it is not pro production machine,you can't cut and put everything together,you have to finish all at once,if you made a mistake you have to start all over again]

'Life's a Struggle' is about the life of Shawn

a brief introduction of him:
he is from Taiwan,and his parents sent him to USA for study,living in his relative's house but his relatives dislikes him,bounced around,he was tricked by his friend so somehow he joined a gang,his 'brothers' created trouble but he took all the **** and went to jail for 3 months,his parents never really cared of him,he hanged out with black people so he started to like hip hop,
he bought a cheap production machine stuff to start writing and recording songs,he developed bone cancer,his mother came to the USA to take care him,he went to hospital,he finished the song 'Life's a Struggle',
one day he wanted to leave hospital and go home
he was laying on the sofa like he always did , in the arms of his mother,
he closed his eyes and left the world,at the age of 23.

http://61.156.12.117/theater/flash/swfD/2310.swf

'Life's a Struggle'

translation of the lyrics:



When I opened my eyes,stepping into this world
Mother gave me life,now I just live and die on my own,
This makes me fear,in my eyes everyone wears a mask
I think about the past,is my life going to continue like this?
I smoke and my lungs are all black
just like the whole society is covered by people's heart
It is also black,even I am carrying the cross of destiny,I still wish for Power,Paper and Respect
I think this is the human nature
Buddists say, ails are grapes,I'll stop talking about it for a while
I hope to return to the body of my mother
Mother I am sorry,I always make you angry
You said you regret that you did not abort me
whenever I return home from school,putting down the heavy bagpack,
no one is at home,only the smell of your perfume is there,
from that I know,you are working overtime that night
I open the frige,eating the cold food as dinner
Father came back home at 2am all drunk
I woke up from sleep,hearing that you two are arguing
I can not focus on the test on the second day,
teachers don't like me,I don't like teachers either
I hate uniforms,I hate the school system
I hate the face of the teacher
I hate to be bonded,thats true
many people dislike my attitude,they say I am too cool,
cops don't like me so they arrested me
I don't give a **** about what do people say
they can say whatever they what,but what are they?
nobody has the right to judge me by his own standard
I control myself, let people think whatever they want
I am myself, gold digging women only let the rich men touch
people who don't know how to use condoms should not complain that they have many children
although the power of money is strong but you can't bring it with you when you are dead
people who hold their fists so tight,when will they let go?

**
Life's a struggle,you still have to face the days
after tasting happiness anger sadness and joy, there are again endless troubles
in many nights,pain and ails make you can't sleep

The sage atmosphere of the court makes me suffocate
I was facing life sentence and I started to self-search
behing the bars it is a different scene
in the eyes of the prisoners I can't see any peacefulness
with only an one inch pencil, writing about the story of whirlwind in prison
in the daily it is not about the beautiful scenery outside the prison
freedom is an ache in their eyes
putting a self-made weapon beside the pillow in case if someone attacks
some people suspects his wife cheated on him
some people collecting the letters that his family sent him
some people sleeping almost 24 hours a day
some people have mental illness because they can't take the hard-hit
the long wait of 3 months is gone
after I left the jail I still have to face 3 years of reprieve
thats good, the first time feeling blessed in my life
but I don't know
I don't know whats more to come
reading the newspaper it is again about murder and fire
remember that some year I accidentally found a photo
a photo of an ugly scene of auntie doing blowjob to a man
this destroys the image of her in my heart
I can not forget how bitchy her smile is
I fight,there is fear and agitation in my heart
I keep hearing the painful sound roaring my heart

**
Life's a struggle,you still have to face the days
after tasting happiness anger sadness and joy, there are again endless troubles
in many nights,pain and ails make you can't sleep

No matter if I run to the south sky, no matter if I run to the north ground
no matter where I go, I can see the truthless of people's heart
It's kind of funny that in people's eyes there is only money
he acts like wants to help you ,but he only wants to help himself
behind the smile nobody knows there is the heart of a wolf and the lungs of a dog
When she said she love you she is telling the truth
but the thing she loves is the money behind you
Have you ever questioned who are your friends and enemies beside you?
throwing stones at you when you are down in a well,that might be your 'best friend'
Have you ever tasted when you need help the most
people who usually call you 'brother' just disappears
Dear God, the Great God,you can blame me that I think this way,but I am only human
I don't believe in other people,because people don't believe me,don't ask me why
I can only tell you that this is me
Life is like spoondrifts there are highs and lows
Do you tell yourself to stay tough and go through all the different period?
from the perron of destiny I can not see a bright sky
the dark sky over my head makes me can't relax
In my heart,I can not find a quiet corner
I can not be asleep anymore,it is like my conscience is calling me
it says : there are couple of days and nights that your mother washed her face with tears because of you
Father only cares about his own point of view,the fire of hope is distinguished
I pick up the phone and there is the tired voice of my father
even though we have not seen each other but I can imagine the patina of him
upon hearing that he just lost his job
the words of my grandma appears in my mind,telling me that I must work hard
I have gave up all the reasons of crying
because I am used to living in the cruel reality
how do I start to keep my head up,how do I start to change?
when living in mud,when will I be able to wash hands with a golden sink? [wash hands in golden sink means to stop doing bad things,thats what Chinese gangsters do when they want to retire from it]


**
Life's a struggle,you still have to face the days
after tasting happiness anger sadness and joy, there are again endless troubles
in many nights,pain and ails make you can't sleep
 
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Bruce Lee of words !! Always so sad to lose young talanted people. Thanks for taking the time to post
& share that!

Frank

👍
 
you welcome

Frank D. White said:
Bruce Lee of words !! Always so sad to lose young talanted people. Thanks for taking the time to post
& share that!

Frank

👍



it actually took me an hour or two to finish translating the lyrics from Chinese to English,for some words I had to use the Chi to Eng dictionary to find an English word to fit the sentences


it is a bad job of translation but I've tried my best
😌
 
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