Текст и перевод песни Macanache - O Joaca de Copii

O Joaca de Copii

Adunarea copii, ca
Trebuie sa va zic ceva.
A fost manca-ti-as coliva
O data ca-n povesti
Un oras de care e bine sa te feresti
Plin ochi de dealeri, de smecheri, de pesti
Un mediu perfect si adecvat sa cresti
Anul 1970, somajul e in floare
Stai degeaba, freci, manganu′
Toata ziua bati maidanul
Pana cand apare Kool DJ Herc, Jamaicanu'
Si da drumul la sistem, frate
Pe sistemul vechi
Marry-go-round, James Brown in urechi
Tot atunci se naste, noul stil de dans
Zece, breakdance, si e vorba de suspans
Crazylex, taticul lor, cand intra pe ring
Matura cu ei pe jos ca un mare king
Poezia de miscare nu poate descrie
Nici un om care vorbeste sau stie sa scrie
Toate astea, in Bronx, s-a intamplat de mult
Si de atunci si pana azi a devenit un cult
Se numeste hip-hop si ar trebui sa stii
Ca totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand faci skretch-ul pe vinil tre′ sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand rupi microfonul in 14 tre' sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand dai tag-uri pe pereti, tre' sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand te invarti in cap, tre′ sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Anu′ 1980, vestele de piele se poarta peste geci
Liderul de bagabonti, Afrika Bambaataa
Pune, bazalele Zulu Nation, gata
Primul MC, Busy Bee Starski
Gighi, bam, dighi, bam, bam
Dighi, dighi, dighi...
Prezenta DJ, si facea si rap
Rime, versuri, fraze puse cap la cap
Oamenii facea grafitti inca de prin pestera
Dar acuma semnatura este mult mai mestera
Bombardeaza trenurile sa le vada tot orasul
Si la ultimul vagon nasu' isi are nasu′

Toate astea a plecat dintr-o simpla joaca
Devenind un stil de viata, sa moara, sa faca
Asa ca, yes, yes, yo! And you don't stop!
Misca-te the way, your body rocks
Misca-te the way, your body rocks
Misca-te the way, your body rocks.
Cand faci skretch-ul pe vinil tre′ sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand rupi microfonul in 14 tre' sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand dai tag-uri pe pereti, tre′ sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand te invarti in cap, tre' sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Anu' 1990, micu′ Paris, Romania intr-un beci
Niste baieti sucari, adopta bazele
Culturii care smulgea acuma toate razele
Nu stia baietii inca cu ce se mananca
Era la inceput de drum, era mult de munca
Dupa ce s-a dus Nea Nicu dupa revolutie
Acest stil de viata pare acum o solutie
Omorand-u-si timpul, demonstran-du-si skillu
Fiecare avea ocazia sa-si arate stilu′
Multi a devenit legende, multi a devenit eroi
Ca sa avem cu ce, ne lauda si noi
Tata Urs, Vexxatu, Erp si Paganel
Si inca multi altii, toti colosali de fel
Ar mai fii ceva de zis si despre 2000
Dar totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii.
Ah, check it out, si cam asta e povestea
De la fabrica de cherestea
Macanache, fa-i astea, bam, bam.
Cand faci skretch-ul pe vinil tre' sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand rupi microfonul in 14 tre′ sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand dai tag-uri pe pereti, tre' sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!
Cand te invarti in cap, tre′ sa stii
Totul nu-i decat o joaca de copii!

A Child's Play

Gather 'round, kids, 'cause
I gotta tell you something.
It was, bless my soul,
Once upon a time,
A city you better steer clear of,
Full of dealers, hustlers, and snakes.
The perfect environment to grow up in,
Year 1970, unemployment's blooming.
You're hanging out, chillin', wastin' time,
Wandering the streets all day long,
Until Kool DJ Herc, the Jamaican, shows up
And turns on his system, man,
On the old system,
Marry-go-round, James Brown in your ears,
That's when the new dance style is born,
Ten, breakdance, and we're talkin' suspense.
Crazylex, their daddy, when he steps in the ring,
Sweeps the floor with them like a true king.
The poetry of motion cannot be described
By any man who speaks or knows how to write.
All this happened in the Bronx a long time ago,
And from then till now it's become a cult.
It's called hip-hop, and you should know,
That it's all just a child's play!
When you scratch the vinyl, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you break the mic in 14, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you tag walls, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you spin on your head, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
Year 1980, leather vests over jackets are in,
The leader of the pack, Afrika Bambaataa,
Sets the Zulu Nation foundations, ready,
The first MC, Busy Bee Starski,
Gighi, bam, dighi, bam, bam,
Dighi, dighi, dighi...
DJing and rapping,
Rhymes, verses, phrases put together,
People have been doing graffiti since the cave days,
But now the signature is much more masterful.
Bombing trains for the whole city to see,
And in the last car, my cousin has his cousin.

All this started from a simple game,
Becoming a way of life, to die for, to do.
So, yes, yes, yo! And you don't stop!
Move the way, your body rocks,
Move the way, your body rocks,
Move the way, your body rocks.
When you scratch the vinyl, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you break the mic in 14, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you tag walls, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you spin on your head, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
Year 1990, little Paris, Romania in a basement,
Some cool guys are adopting the foundations
Of the culture that was now snatching all the rays.
The guys didn't know what they were dealing with yet,
It was the beginning of the road, there was a lot of work to do.
After Uncle Nicu was gone after the revolution,
This way of life now seems like a solution.
Killing time, demonstrating their skill,
Everyone had the chance to show their style.
Many became legends, many became heroes,
So that we have something to brag about.
Tata Urs, Vexxatu, Erp, and Paganel,
And many others, all colossal in their own way.
There's more to be said about the 2000s,
But it's all just a child's play.
Ah, check it out, and that's about the story,
From the lumber mill.
Macanache, do your thing, bam, bam.
When you scratch the vinyl, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you break the mic in 14, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you tag walls, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!
When you spin on your head, you gotta know,
It's all just a child's play!