Текст и перевод песни RUEED - HOT STEPPA

HOT STEPPA

あの日の俺は何を見てた
今の自分は自分が決めた
何を掴んで何を捨てた
周りがどう言おうとも Hot Steppa
一体何人着火 火着けた
もう重なった楽屋のステッカーは
君が偶然見つけた
Raggamuffin Deejay mi a Hot Steppa

Clash！ Mi a MastaBlasta
爆風 君も揺らした
そこで敵は己と知りました
Bimm！ Reggae にラスタ
報道にゃファスナー
目を凝らして見渡した
暇なんて無いと踏み出す明日

あの日の俺は何を見てた
今の自分は自分が決めた
何を掴んで何を捨てた
周りがどう言おうとも Hot Steppa
一体何人着火 火着けた
もう重なった楽屋のステッカーは
君が偶然見つけた
Raggamuffin Deejay mi a Hot Steppa

自分に言う"お前がブレたら終わり"
誰でもないただ漂う Nobody
そうじゃない 代わりなんて居ない他に
遠かない未来 気持ちは同じ
届いた手紙 自分の部屋に
天使と悪魔どっちがお泊まり
大人にならなきゃ見えない事や
見たくもない事受け入れなきゃかな
Still 路地で輪になって Fire
頭の中イメージの具体化
酸欠 Club 火が着かないライター
俺はステージ, ブースからFly
壊す為に何度でも書いた
Rudebwoy が言ってた忘れてないか
Pop なのしか受け付けない奴は
Dope な Ragga にゃついていけないのさ

So Wha mi tell yu
今の自分は自分が決める
何を掴んで何を捨てる
その目見開いて顔を上げる
一体何人着火 火着けた
ビルの真下では Big sound checka
Hey you 君が偶然見つけた
Raggamuffin Deejay Mi a Hot Steppa

10年が経った
充電は出来た
色々変わった
好きなものが人生になった
だけど待った
だけどやっぱ
Reggae ってやつに鳥肌が立った
15の自分を裏切れなかった
だからハッタリかますな Bwoy
タッパーに詰めた夢が溢れる頃
真っ赤に染まるハートの深いとこで
手札開くキングの4カード
お決まりのルートから知らないとこ
不安なくなるとまた聞こえる音が
どこでもなく ここでもがく
俺が滲み出る音楽 Check me

あの日の俺は何を見てた
今の自分は自分が決めた
何を掴んで何を捨てた
周りがどう言おうとも Hot Steppa
一体何人着火 火着けた
もう重なった楽屋のステッカーは
君が偶然見つけた
Raggamuffin Deejay mi a Hot Steppa

10年はマッハ
バカやって留年くらったり
仲間の周年祝ったり
もうアイツも有名になったり
人のモノを奪ったり
するより俺は Deejay like Papa B
Sword 45刃渡り
熱いうちに打つのみ Raggamuffin

HOT STEPPA

On that day, what was I looking at
The me of today is the one I decided to be
What did I hold onto, and what did I let go
No matter what those around me say, I'm a Hot Steppa
How many have I ignited? How many fires have I started
The stickers on the dressing room walls
Are the ones you found by chance
Raggamuffin Deejay, I am a Hot Steppa

Clash! I'm a MastaBlasta
My explosions, they shook you too, didn't they
There I knew that my enemy was myself
Bimm! Reggae and Rasta
The news media, they've got their zippers closed
I focused my eyes, I looked around
There's no time for leisure, let's step into tomorrow

On that day, what was I looking at
The me of today is the one I decided to be
What did I hold onto, and what did I let go
No matter what those around me say, I'm a Hot Steppa
How many have I ignited? How many fires have I started
The stickers on the dressing room walls
Are the ones you found by chance
Raggamuffin Deejay, I am a Hot Steppa

I tell myself, "If you falter, it's over"
A nobody, drifting without a purpose
That's not me, there's no one else like me
In the not-so-distant future, our feelings will be the same
A letter arrived, addressed to my room
Who's waiting for me tonight, an angel or a devil
There are things you can only see when you become an adult
Things you don't want to see, but you have to accept
Still, we gather in the streets and start a fire
Turning the images in our heads into reality
Oxygen-deprived club, a lighter that won't spark
I'm on stage, I'm flying out of the booth
I wrote it again and again, just to break it down
Remember what the Rudebwoy said
Those who only accept pop music
Can't keep up with dope Ragga

So, what am I trying to tell you
The me of today is the one I decided to be
What I hold onto, and what I let go
Open your eyes, lift your head high
How many have I ignited? How many fires have I started
Underneath the tall buildings, we're doing a big sound check
Hey you, you're the one who found them by chance
Raggamuffin Deejay, I am a Hot Steppa

10 years have passed
I have recharged
Many things have changed
What I love has become my life
But wait
But still
Reggae still gives me goosebumps
I couldn't betray my 15-year-old self
So don't talk big, Bwoy
When the dream I packed into my Tupperware overflows
In the depths of my heart, it burns bright red
I open my hand, a King's four-card
From the usual routes to places I've never been
When the fear goes away, I hear the sound again
I struggle here, not anywhere else
My music, it's me, Check me

On that day, what was I looking at
The me of today is the one I decided to be
What did I hold onto, and what did I let go
No matter what those around me say, I'm a Hot Steppa
How many have I ignited? How many fires have I started
The stickers on the dressing room walls
Are the ones you found by chance
Raggamuffin Deejay, I am a Hot Steppa

10 years was a blast
I goofed off and failed a year
I celebrated my friends' anniversaries
One of them even became famous
I stole from others
But I'd rather be a Deejay like Papa B
Sword 45, double-edged
Strike while the iron is hot, that's Raggamuffin