Текст и перевод песни MC HotDog - 他們覺得

他們覺得

所有 冷嘲 熱諷 都隨他說
有種 信念 在我心中

他們覺得 我沒有資格 我失格 我試著
可是他們不當我是一回事的
是的是的 我不懂 適可而止
我嘗試著 寫出屌的歌詞
給你們樂子 有我的場子你們熱死
Hot Hot 麥克風在測試
而這次 這次不會再放鴿子
我是 押韻的開始 所謂 饒舌的差使
你就 跟著節奏打著拍子 在此我先賣個關子
他噓我就噓我吧 繼續開我汽水吧
我招牌讓他砸 我讓他罵
我壓根兒不會怕 我樂於當那個箭靶
他說我有夠欠打 紅了開始現 他露餡啦
你聽我唱現場 我就像是鍾馗 怎麼 會可能怕鬼
他除了罵我還能罵誰 他還不夠大尾
抓鬼大隊 押韻就像魔術師大衛
熱愛美酒和辣妹 你想要罵我可別插隊

他們覺得 他們覺得 他們覺得
我的腿是瘸的 嘴巴唱些有的沒的
我是憑感覺的 Yeah! who cares?
他們覺得 fuck that 那你們覺得
他們覺得 他們覺得 他們覺得
我的腿是瘸的 嘴巴唱些有的沒的
我是憑感覺的 Yeah! who cares?
他們覺得 fuck that 那你們覺得

他們覺得 我不成氣候 誰的音樂讓你聽了心有悸動
在舞池裡想要起鬨 應該不是力宏
只要音樂ㄧ下 我變成了乩童
我雞同鴨講太強 其他人都躦到了地洞
金曲最佳專輯 有多少人還在質疑
實際上 我對hip hop的心 就像慈濟一樣
你仔細聽 仔細想 沒有人押韻比我們更強
歌 詞像裝上了彈簧 別假裝在冠冕堂皇
你別試著抵抗 那只會讓自己更爽
我的歌就像赤裸羔羊 讓你的心更癢
他們覺得 我們不懂分寸
我們製造紛爭 鶴唳風聲
我們自由隨性 就像是那風箏
U can′t stop the flow
是我的誰都拿不走 把我嘴巴縫起來了 我還有頭
把我頭和手都拿走 我還有我的朋友
越來越多的熱狗 越來越多的饒舌歌手

他們覺得 他們覺得 他們覺得
我的腿是瘸的 嘴巴唱些有的沒的
我是憑感覺的 Yeah! who cares?
他們覺得 fuck that 那你們覺得
他們覺得 他們覺得 他們覺得
我的腿是瘸的 嘴巴唱些有的沒的
我是憑感覺的 Yeah! who cares?
他們覺得 fuck that 那你們覺得

這是我的開場白 我才不管排場還有廠牌
金曲獎算啥 滾石先擋點瑯來
我沒有變 我還是在茶街叼牌
我沒有變 我大老二還是在玩一張兩塊
紙是包不住火 就像他們抓不住我
此處不留爺的話 自會有留爺處喔
內有惡犬出沒 我挺身而出 不怕出錯
如果我開始擺爛呼龍 你大可以把我丟到了窟窿
潮流屬於 冠希 熱狗屬於 冠軍
瞧你聽的多麼專心 歌詞像一箭穿心
街頭都餓了 所以 專輯就像是餐廳
不習慣戴銀穿金 我習慣穿上了素T
手舉高 讓他們全部都看到
如果跌破眼鏡了 就閉嘴 shut ur mouth
就把手舉高 讓他們全部都看到
就算他們瞎了 他們瞎了 也感受的到

他們覺得 他們覺得 他們覺得
我的腿是瘸的 嘴巴唱些有的沒的
我是憑感覺的 Yeah! who cares?
他們覺得 fuck that 那你們覺得
他們覺得 他們覺得 他們覺得
我的腿是瘸的 嘴巴唱些有的沒的
我是憑感覺的 Yeah! who cares?
他們覺得 fuck that 那你們覺得呢

所有 冷嘲 熱諷 都隨他說
有種 信念 在我心中

所有 冷嘲 熱諷 都隨他說
有種 信念 在我心中

他們覺得 他們覺得 他們覺得
我的腿是瘸的 嘴巴唱些有的沒的
我是憑感覺的 Yeah! who cares?
他們覺得 fuck that 那你們覺得
他們覺得 他們覺得 他們覺得
我的腿是瘸的 嘴巴唱些有的沒的
我是憑感覺的 Yeah! who cares?
他們覺得 fuck that 那你們覺得呢

What They Think

Let them scoff and jeer, I don't care
A fire of belief burns within me

They think I'm unqualified, a failure, I try to
But they just don't take me seriously
Yeah, yeah, I don't know when to stop
I'm trying to write dope lyrics
Give you some fun, make my shows scorching hot
Hot Hot, testing the microphone
And this time, this time I won't bail
I am the beginning of rhyme, the so-called rap errand
Just follow the rhythm, clap your hands, I'll keep you guessing for now
Let him boo me, let him pop open my soda
Let him smash my sign, let him curse
I'm not afraid, I'm happy to be the target
He says I'm asking for a beating, showing off when I'm famous, he's exposed
Listen to me live, I'm like Zhong Kui, how can I be afraid of ghosts?
Who else can he scold besides me? He's not big enough
Ghostbusters, rhyming like magician David Blaine
Love fine wine and hot girls, if you want to curse me, get in line

They think, they think, they think
My leg is lame, my mouth spouts nonsense
I go by feeling, Yeah! who cares?
They think, fuck that, what do you think?
They think, they think, they think
My leg is lame, my mouth spouts nonsense
I go by feeling, Yeah! who cares?
They think, fuck that, what do you think?

They think I'm hopeless, whose music makes your heart pound?
Makes you want to raise hell on the dance floor, it's probably not Leehom
As soon as the music drops, I become a possessed shaman
My rapping is so strong, everyone else hides in their holes
Golden Melody Best Album, how many still question it?
Actually, my heart for hip hop is like Tzu Chi
Listen closely, think carefully, no one rhymes better than us
Lyrics like a loaded spring, don't pretend to be noble
Don't try to resist, it'll only make you feel better
My songs are like naked lambs, making your heart itch
They think we don't know our limits
We create chaos, cause alarm
We are free and unrestrained, just like a kite
U can't stop the flow
It's mine, no one can take it away, sew my mouth shut, I still have my head
Take my head and hands, I still have my friends
More and more Hotdogs, more and more rappers

They think, they think, they think
My leg is lame, my mouth spouts nonsense
I go by feeling, Yeah! who cares?
They think, fuck that, what do you think?
They think, they think, they think
My leg is lame, my mouth spouts nonsense
I go by feeling, Yeah! who cares?
They think, fuck that, what do you think?

This is my opening statement, I don't care about the scene or the label
Golden Melody Awards are nothing, Rolling Stone, block some bad luck first
I haven't changed, I'm still playing cards in the tea street
I haven't changed, I'm still playing Big Two for two bucks a card
Paper can't wrap fire, just like they can't catch me
If this place doesn't welcome me, there will be a place for me
Beware of the dog, I step forward, not afraid of mistakes
If I start slacking off, you can throw me in the pit
Trends belong to Edison, Hotdog belongs to the champion
Look how attentively you listen, the lyrics pierce your heart like an arrow
The streets are hungry, so the album is like a restaurant
Not used to wearing silver and gold, I'm used to wearing plain T-shirts
Hands up, let them all see
If their glasses are shattered, shut your mouth
Just raise your hands, let them all see
Even if they're blind, they're blind, they can still feel it

They think, they think, they think
My leg is lame, my mouth spouts nonsense
I go by feeling, Yeah! who cares?
They think, fuck that, what do you think?
They think, they think, they think
My leg is lame, my mouth spouts nonsense
I go by feeling, Yeah! who cares?
They think, fuck that, what do you think?

Let them scoff and jeer, I don't care
A fire of belief burns within me

Let them scoff and jeer, I don't care
A fire of belief burns within me

They think, they think, they think
My leg is lame, my mouth spouts nonsense
I go by feeling, Yeah! who cares?
They think, fuck that, what do you think?
They think, they think, they think
My leg is lame, my mouth spouts nonsense
I go by feeling, Yeah! who cares?
They think, fuck that, what do you think?