Текст и перевод песни The Law - Old Time's Sake

Old Time's Sake

Dari gang kumuh menteng atas aku tancap gas
Bekali diri dengan pena dan secarik kertas
Gak pernah kepingin, jadi yg paling atas
I dont even dream bout respect n recognize
I love this game... man i love this game
Kuhanya ingin bermain gak ngimpi jadi pemain cukup di taman ini diriku bisa bermain
Walaupun gak punya team, ga ada yg ajak main
Tapi lapangan ini masih terlalu besar
Cukup bagiku tuk bermain sambil belajar
Teknik masih dasar tapi kesempatan lebar
Saat dia datang pintupun kubuka lebar
Gak mau munafik, semua pingin naik
Yg buruk buat mereka mungkin buatku baik
Tembakan salah bidik gak bisa kutarik balik
Hidup terus bergerak tanpa ada titik balik

Microphone check, where the mics at
Its been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time 4 the old times sake
Microphone check, where the mics at
Its been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time 4 the old times sake

Bukan orang penuh intrik lirik penuh metafor
Rimaku gak poetic atau berpolitik kotor
Bikin orang tergelitik bukan mau kesohor
Dulu kupernah khilaf rimaku pun jadi kotor
Sapu sapu bersih, kuingin bersih bersih
Roda hidup berputar hari dan waktu berganti
Kuhanya ingin jadi manusia yg lebih baik
Bukan rapper ciamik fakir like anti di kritik
Yo, tunggu apa tadi kubilang rapper?
Maaf lidahku keseleo aku bukan rapper
Ku hanya penikmat., kubukan pengamat
Tapi kugembira kalo bisa cuap cuap di mic
Rima... check... produksi check... video check... distribusi check...
Kugiring bola sendiri gak perlu oper operan
Gak perlu banyak gol, gak perlu baper baperan
Cukup ejakulasi kepuasan dalam hati
Suara sumbang kanan kiri gak bisa mengkebiri
Gak perlu salim salim kalo ketemu gua
Kubukan ustad alim, kucuma lebih tua

Microphone check, where the mics at
Its been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time 4 the old times sake
Microphone check, where the mics at
Its been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time 4 the old times sake

Ini bukan lagu diss and i come in peace
I have nuttin but respect, to the new and to the old ish
Anggukkan kepala dengar lagu Iwa di radio
Jadi smangat lagi nonton Laze punya video
I love the game more than the game had love for me
Tapi cinta sejati gak kenal patah hati
Hatiku tetap untukmu walau celana baggy jeans
Dan kaos gombrong bukan lagi sehari hari
Aku terus melintas, jalan yg berkerikil
Dari gang kumuh di menteng tas sampai ke benhil
Tiada yg bisa rampas cinta ku tetap stay still
Walau dianggap ampas, cintaku tetap stabil
Dari mulai pesta rap sampai kutiba di republik cinta
Cintaku slalu setia pada rap
Shout out to bang Tori dan juga Ahmad Dhani
For givin me the chance tuk nyalakan sumbu mimpi

Microphone check, where the mics at
Its been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time 4 the old times sake
Microphone check, where the mics at
Its been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time 4 the old times sake

Suwandi, Mahardika

For Old Time's Sake

From the slums of Menteng Atas, I hit the gas
Equipped with a pen and a scrap of paper
Never wanted to be at the top
I don't even dream about respect and recognition
I love this game... man, I love this game
I just want to play, not dreaming of becoming a player, just in this park I can play
Even though I don't have a team, nobody invites me to play
But this field is still too big
Enough for me to play and learn
Technique is still basic, but the opportunity is wide
When it comes, I open the door wide
I don't want to be hypocritical, everyone wants to rise
What's bad for them might be good for me
Misfired shots, I can't take them back
Life keeps moving without a turning point

Microphone check, where the mics at
It's been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time for the old times' sake
Microphone check, where the mics at
It's been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time for the old times' sake

Not a person full of intrigue, lyrics full of metaphors
My rhymes aren't poetic or dirty politics
Making people tickled, not wanting to be famous
I used to be wrong, my rhymes became dirty
Sweep clean, I want to be clean
The wheel of life turns, days and time change
I just want to be a better person
Not a fancy rapper, fakir-like, anti-criticism
Yo, wait, what did I just say, rapper?
Sorry, my tongue slipped, I'm not a rapper
I'm just an enjoyer, I'm not an observer
But I'm happy if I can chat on the mic
Rhymes... check... production check... video check... distribution check...
I dribble the ball myself, no need for passes
No need for many goals, no need to be overly sensitive
Just ejaculation of satisfaction in the heart
Discordant voices left and right can't castrate
No need to shake hands if you meet me
I'm not a pious ustad, I'm just older

Microphone check, where the mics at
It's been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time for the old times' sake
Microphone check, where the mics at
It's been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time for the old times' sake

This ain't a diss track and I come in peace
I have nothing but respect, to the new and to the old ish
Nod my head listening to Iwa's song on the radio
Get excited again watching Laze's video
I love the game more than the game had love for me
But true love doesn't know heartbreak
My heart remains for you even though baggy jeans
And oversized shirts are no longer everyday wear
I keep crossing, the gravel road
From the slums in Menteng Tas to Benhil
Nothing can take away my love, it remains still
Even considered trash, my love remains stable
From the beginning of the rap party to my arrival at the Republic of Love
My love is always faithful to rap
Shout out to Bang Tori and also Ahmad Dhani
For giving me the chance to light the fuse of dreams

Microphone check, where the mics at
It's been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time for the old times' sake
Microphone check, where the mics at
It's been a long time, let me hit that
I came from the school that they called the old
Imma hit it one more time for the old times' sake

Suwandi, Mahardika