Текст и перевод песни Shanti Dope - Str8 Outta Condom

Str8 Outta Condom

Araw na pinagtripan ng nakasimagot na ulap Iba′t ibang umaga ang sa
Mata ang nag pa mulat inasahang maganap mga bagay na di ko sukat
Akalain sugat sa aking matang di ko mamulat panigin ko may
Medyo mamuta muta pa talo talo nasa kapeng barako sa umaga.
Bukod sa kaalaman at sa baon ko na
Kwarta ay ganado ako para sa hangarin na dala.
Maka silay klase na medyo maingay gurong may katamaran ibaba mga
Kilay mung katatutak na matitibay pumasok ka na estudyante uuwi kang
Mala binay napakasarap mabuhay kahit tanging karepa mulang pulang
Kabayo at timba ang nasa mesa buti nung ako ay binuo si
Tatay merong pera ngunit pambili nya sabi ng tindera. (interlude)
Linggo at panahon nadi marunong makisama taon na dalawang libo't isa
Nag pakilala sa akin ni inay ako′y sawa na maging kabet ang kabutihan
Na tukso'y gawing asawa natutunang umakad dumilat tumayo dagok ang
Kadalasang kaalitan kalaro mamiso sa palad umaasang
Mapalago bigo mang maka uwi kamot ulo ng patago nalang parati.
Alalang iniwan ng kalsada buhay na laro ay digma ang kinilala na
Kaalamang pinasa ay wala pang guro at mag aaral ang nakakita sa kahit
Anong pisara maraming mang kontrabidang marahas pinilit maging bida
Sa sariling palabas binigyan ni bathala ng
Kakaibang lakas kahit may gomang nakaharang butas(interlude)
Sagad sagaran na ang aking pag kakabaon sa utang di ko na maalala
Muka ng aking magulang madalas na ulam ay delata mula pa nung
Una kung minsan tuyo lang may kaagaw pa anak ng pusang buhay to.
Marahil ang masasabi ng iba pag tinakbo nila ang tsinelas kong dala
Nagawa ko na yan dati partida walang paa kamay,
Mata wala pang makita't makapa sa dami daming nakipagsapalaran
Nasilaw sa liwanag ng araw at ng buwan natutunan maki-pag
Bundulan tulakan upang ang dulo′t sukdulan natin ang mapuntahan.
Yung iba kong kasamahan ipinunas sa damit nilunod sa inidoro
Nilampaso sa sahig malasin man o matalo masiraan ng
Bait alam mo ba kung bat panalo ka parin kasi(interlude).

Str8 Outta Condom

A cloudy day trip of frowns
Surprising mornings through eyes that now rouse
Unfathomable thoughts, now wounds
My eyes struggle to open, blurred
Beyond knowledge and my pocket money
I am eager for the purpose I carry.
Class starts, a bit noisy, a teacher who’s a bit lazy, dropping his brows
Enter now, student, you'll leave like Binay, so delicious
Life is so sweet, even with just kare-kare from a red horse and a dipper
It's a good thing that when I was conceived, my father had money, or so the shopkeeper said. (interlude)
Sunday, a day without knowing how to socialize, the year was 2001
My mother introduced me to a woman, I was tired of being a mistress
The temptation to make goodness my wife was learned from walking, opening my eyes
Standing, often getting beaten, my playmate was the cat
On the palm of hands, hoping to grow
Disappointed when going home, hands on my head, always secretly.
Worried about being left by the road, life is a game
The knowledge that was passed has no teacher or student who has ever seen it
On any blackboard, there are many violent antagonists forced
To be a star in their own show
God gave you a strange strength even if a condom was blocking the hole (interlude)
I'm deeply buried in debt; I can't remember my parents' faces
Canned goods were often our food since the very beginning
Sometimes, only dried fish; a cat’s child is the rival of this life.
Perhaps others would say if they ran with the slippers I brought,
I've already done that before, even without feet, hands,
Eyes that can't yet see or feel, of the many who ventured
Blinded by the light of the sun and the moon
Learned to wrestle, to push so that we could reach the end and culminate.
My other companions wiped themselves with their clothes, drowned themselves in the toilet
Mopped themselves on the floor, whether they got unlucky or lost
Their minds, do you know why you're still victorious, because (interlude).