Текст и перевод песни Ward 21 - One For Me

One For Me

Halika na't pasukin natin ang mundo ng laro
Mike Kosa masmatindi pa sa mga egoy at kano
Kapag bumanat sa mic katumbas ko'y ilang tumbok
Sa aking dila na hindi na nagbabago ng tunog

Hinasa ng panahon kasabay ng beat box kong istilo
At inilapad ang mga letra sintigas ay iskundero
At ilang kwentong barbero ang aking natanggap
Ang masapawan ng pangalan ko kay hirap matanggap

Ako yung bata na gustung gustung gawing bataan
Na beterano naturing ang utak ay walang laman
Magcocompose ng english rap na ang buntirya magpabounce
Nagpapanggap na englishero mga bobo magpronounce

Full effect pero ang rhyming ay na-discorrect
Hindi ma-take ang pag-arte sabi ni direk
Wla kang karangalan pra sa akin magyabang
Isa ka lang na tagahanga na gusto sakin mag-abang

Ikaw ay bata para sakin wag kang magmagaling
Wala ka pa sa kalahati ng aking narating
Ngayon ka pa lang sumisibol at biglang sumulpot
At kumpara sakin ng kay dami ko nang nasundot

At dahil lang sa pagrarap ay dami nang nainggit
Pinapagana ko ay utak at hindi ang damit
Kasi ang iba ay nagrarap pra lng sa chikas
Eh pano kung hindi na uso ay bigla ka na lng lilikas

Hindi usapan kung beterano o maging baguhan
O kung ang mic ay nasa kaliwa o nasa kanan
Ang importante para sakin ay maging malaya
Hindi yung tipong champion ka ng dahil lng sa daya

Hindi ka dapat mag-angas o umasta na sikat
Alam ko alam mo rin na alam din ng lahat
Ikay nagbibingi-bingihan at nagpapakadisente
Na sa tuwing itoy tama nagpapanggap na inosente

Ang aking clone napakasimple pero di na uutal
Ang mga rhymes buong-buo pero malayong magbutal
Ipinamalas na ang husay sa mga klase ng duwelo
Kung ikaw ang makakalaban di ko kelangan pang bumuwelo

Di naging basehan sa dami ng iyong alalay
Ang pagiging magaling wala sa estado ng buhay
Laki man sa tundo walang sapat na pera
Aking kanta'y di kalidad at yaman ko ang letra

Di ako nagbibitaw ng mga patapon
Isang talento na hindi pinansin ng ilang taon
Ako yung preso na pinapangarap mong bumaba
At gusto mo akong isama sa iyong pagkadapa

Ikaw ang nagsimula ikaw ang unang nagpahangin
Binaba ko na ang lona mula sa pinilakang tabing
Di ka bagay mag-artista tanggalin ang maskara
Batalyong aking nakalaban tinumba ko mag-isa

Sa mga gustong maghari na ang trono ay bunyong
Kung gusto mong maka-isa humalik sa aking tumbong
Read my group DOS TALENTOS in 187 mobstah
Sapul ang humahatol sa mahusay na makata.

Mike Kosa!

One For Me

Come on, let's enter the world of the game
Mike Kosa, more intense than the egoy and the Americans
When I spit on the mic, it's equal to several punches
With my tongue that never changes its tune

Honed by time, along with my beatbox style
And broadened my lyrics, hard as a bodyguard
And I've received countless barber stories
It's hard for them to accept being overshadowed by my name

I'm the kid they desperately want to make their errand boy
A so-called veteran whose brain is empty
Composing English raps aiming to make you bounce
Posing as English speakers, fools who can't pronounce

Full effect, but their rhyming is incorrect
The director says, "I can't take your acting"
You have no honor to boast in front of me
You're just a fan who wants to wait for me

You're a kid to me, don't act like you're good
You haven't reached even half of what I've achieved
You're just starting to sprout and suddenly pop up
Compared to me, I've already nailed so many

And just because of my rapping, so many are envious
I activate my brain, not my clothes
Because others rap just for the girls
What if it's no longer trendy? You'll just suddenly disappear

It's not about being a veteran or a newbie
Or if the mic is on the left or the right
What's important to me is to be free
Not the type of champion who wins just by cheating

You shouldn't brag or act like you're famous
I know you know that everyone knows
You're playing deaf and acting decent
Whenever you're wrong, you pretend to be innocent

My clone is so simple but he won't stutter
The rhymes are whole but far from tangled
I've shown my skills in all kinds of duels
If you're my opponent, I don't need to wind up

The number of your followers isn't the basis
Being good doesn't depend on your status in life
Even if you grew up in Tondo with not enough money
My songs are not about quality, my wealth is in the lyrics

I don't throw away trash
A talent ignored for several years
I'm the prisoner you dream of falling
And you want to take me down with you

You started it, you were the first to brag
I've lowered the canvas from the silver screen
You're not fit to be an actor, take off your mask
I defeated the battalion I faced alone

To those who want to rule, the throne is a fist
If you want to be alone, kiss my ass
Read my group DOS TALENTOS in 187 mobstah
It hits those who judge the skilled poet.

Mike Kosa!