Ako Si - Gloc 9

Ako si Gloc 9

Pano yan eto na sya

Di' ko naman kayang gayahin ang ginagawa nya

Ako si Gloc 9

Pano na yan ulitan

Na naman ng mga sinulat na napag-iwanan

Ako si Gloc 9

Pano yan eto na sya

Di' ko naman kayang gayahin ang ginagawa nya

Ako si Gloc 9

Pano na yan ulitan

Na naman ng mga sinulat na napag-iwanan

Kumapit ka sa katabi mo

Mula ng marinig mo

Ang boses ng isang pinakakilalang liriko

Na si Gloc 9

Taga Binangonan, Rizal

Binatohan lang ng piso sa entablado kumapal

Na ang aking mukha

Bumabangon pag nadapa

Di' tumitigil sumulat, imulat ang salita

Tawagan mo na ang amo mo

Sabihin sa kanya to'

Na di' uubra lahat ng uhugin na lyric ko

Narito ang batang

Gusto nya dating hawakan

Ba’t lahat ay nag-atrasan

Ng aking unang subukan

Hawakan ang mikropono, making sa tulang ito

Mga bulong-bulongan sa paligid ng 'bang tao

Ano ba ang pangalan nyan at sang lupalop ng galing

Mga bumabangka nagmistulang mga sinungaling

Matapos kong bitawan ang mikropono na basa

Ng aking laway mula sa nagbabagang salita

Pag narinig mo ang aking banat siguradong ika’y

Makakalimot na parang sampal ng iyong inay

Sa 'yong mukha

Bumabaling kanan at kaliwa

Pilitin mang makasabay palagi kang saliwa

Habang pinagbabalibagan ng versikolo ko

Ang matagal mong isinulat na versikolo mo

Pagsama-samahin pa lahat ng versikolo nyo

Ay di' kayang tapatan ang mga awiting ito

Pati damit mo, kahit gaano pa kamahal

Sa tenga ng mga tao ano ang sumatotal

Wag kang sumugal

Kahit saan pa makarating

Ano ang yong nakikita sa harap ng salamin

Alam mo ang ibig kong sabihin

Hindi ko na kailangan pang

Ipamukha sa iyo alam mo na ba

Na may isang datihan na ngayo’y nagbabalik

Kakaibamg tunog ang kanyang inaasik

Siya ay si…

Ako si Gloc 9

I'm Gloc 9

How is he here?

I can't imitate what he does

I'm Gloc 9

How can that be repeated

Again of the writings that have been left behind

I'm Gloc 9

How is he here?

I can't imitate what he does

I'm Gloc 9

How can that be repeated

Again of the writings that have been left behind

Hold on to the one next to you

From what you hear

The voice of a most famous lyricist

And Gloc 9

From Binangonan, Rizal

The peso just stoned on the stage to thicken

That's my face

Get up when you fall

Don't stop writing, learn the word

Call your boss

Tell him this'

That not all my lyric will work

Here is the child

He wanted to touch her

Why is everyone behind?

My first try

Hold the microphone, making this poem

Whispers around 'sure people

What is the name of that and the continent of galing

Boatmen looked like liars

After I let go of the microphone wet

Of my saliva from the burning word

When you hear my stretch, you must be

Forgetting is like a slap from your mother

In your face

Turns right and left

Even if you try to keep up, you will always be awkward

While my verse is confusing

The verse you wrote for a long time

Put all your verses together

These songs can't be honest

Even your clothes, no matter how expensive

In the ears of the people what sumatotal

Don't gamble

Anywhere else to go

What do you see in front of the mirror

You know what I mean

I don't need more

Make you look like you already know

With an old one now returning

He was looking for a strange sound

He is…

I'm Gloc 9