Crossing the Blues
Showing posts with label Pandji. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pandji. Show all posts
VERSE 1
Orang Indonesia suka bilang rap kami kampungan (kenapa)
Pikir gua sambil kebingungan.
Orang kita cuma ngomong nggak pake nada doang, seblah mananya kok rap bisa dibilang kampungan?
Apa kampungannya pada pesannya ya?
Atau kampung cara berpakaiannya ya?
Atau cara kami presentasikannya?
Yang bikin mreka pandang kami sebelah mata gue curiga, emang yang salah mrekanya. Ketawa. Bilang rap buat ABG doang?
“Umur 28 ga cocok ngerap lagi dong Dji, bapak bapak ya nyanyi Jazz kayak Tompi”
(Somebody called my name?)
Mreka bilang masalahnya di budaya.
“Biar gimana juga rap asli amerika”
HAHA, langsung, srangan balik ala MU, kalo gitu, jins yang lo pake, aslinya dari mana?
Cisitu?

CHORUS (TOMPI)
Ini lagu, bukan lagu rindu.
Ini lagu untuk membuka pikirmu.
Kalau negri ini bukan negri babu.
Ayo anak negri mana karyamu.

VERSE 2
Ada lagi nih…
Masalah surat kabar, atau koran.
Yang merasa berlangganan coba angkat tangan?
Namanya langganan pasti bayarnya diblakang, tapi, buat apa kalau kabar buruk doang ha?
Pembunuhan, Kebakaran, Korupsi, lalu pemerkosaan.
Ga mampu bayar sekolah lalu bunuh diri, atau artis, ketangkap bawa ecstasy, masak sih? Hutan kita tebang cuma buat gini?
Buat apa bayar untuk dapet kabar sedih?
(Eh tapi ini fakta bung)
Tapi faktakan nggak harus begini, coba usik orang orang yang demo di jalan.
Metoda yang sama dipake tahun 60an, coba gue tanya prosentase keberhasilan, dalam metoda kalian turun kejalan, bandingkan dengan keberhasilan kalian bikin macet di jalan?

CHORUS

BRIDGE

Jadi gini, hukum pareto mengatakan, 80% uang negara pasti dihasilkan dan dinikmati oleh hanya 20%. Artinya, yang miskin akan selalu ketinggalan.
Orang bilang, Indonesia kurang banyak orang mampu/
Padahal yang bener, orang yang mampu kurang banyak memberi.
Dan kalau kita beramal ga Cuma staun sekali, bukannya yang seneng juga elo sendiri?

CHORUS

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VERSE 1
Hold up!
I know you think that im a scam right?
A crazy asian kid tryin ta mess ur mind right?
All im asking is 5 minutes of your time…
And you’ll see I ant wastin any of ur dime.
Lets say, you work your ass until you’re stressed you need to get away fast pain of your chest, you want a place that no one knows any enemies or foes,
You want smiles that follows you where ever you go

If you wanna lay down on the beach and get fry man, you know there’s kuta bali sands there to try man
And if you’re looking for sunsets to die man, lat back put your favorit booze on the side.
And every evening every stars up there to shine man, when was the last time you can see a shooting star man?
Stay up all night just to welcome morning rise man, another beautiful morning up on your eyes man.

I know you don’t believe me coz for every reason, its like you hear bad news of us every season. But back home violence hits day in and day out, I know its hard just to find the right place to make out we got more than anything you’ve ever heard.
In terms of spot (man) ours are absurd.
365 days here aint enogh man, you need to find a flight your self and prove your eyes man…

CHORUS (GAMILA)
Give just a little more time, live a little more life
Don’t believe in anything you hear just play a little more music just a little more game and you will find me irreplacable yeah.

VERSE 2
Okay, I feel you.
You really think im talkin sweets do you?
“What’s the catch?” I think I heard you say that did you?
Im getting paid by the government like they say? (HAH)
Im Indonesian! My duty is to save he day.
I know you’re proud of the mall that you use to stroll until the mall got more boring than a white wall.
Well pack it up this is a shoppers paradise man.
There’s lots of items here to spark your eyes man.
I know you’re sick and tired of partys on your club right?
Same people same problem same night right?
Here you dance to a gorgeous that’s right man, you treat here right and I know she’ll change your mind man.

No crazy snappin finger girl no dissrespect man.
No guns, no gangs, no violent type man, ma’am.
Just a bunch of friendly man who loves to chat ma’am.
And ladies treat you like a king with full respect man.

An understatement when they say that we are nice men.
Its not nice! We know how treat them right man.
We honor being nice instead of being right and,
we believe in peace more than you and your guns man.
So save your money plan a trip to paradise.
A one stop of everything just roll the dice.
Flight Garuda Indonesia will sit you right, 1st class service that I know will crack your smile right?

CHORUS (GAMILA)

BRIDGE (PANDJI)
Another brother killed in Iraq
Another massacre in schools
Another terrorists threat attack
Another drive by deaths in the hood
Another health care messin up the facts
Another weird depressing news in holywood
Another everyday comin back…
Man, a trip to Indonesia sounds good

BRIDGE (GAMILA)
Go, come to me.
Leave it be.
I know you have so much to do
Take my car.
Stay with me.
Buy me something sweet.
Don’t think, you think too much now I don’t wana leave you to any conclusion
I don’t wanna see what you see.
Don’t tell me you know me you don’t have the right now.
You may think you know but you know not until you…

CHORUS (GAMILA)

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