ရန္ကုန္က လမ္းေဘးေခြးမ်ား သီခ်င္းစပ္ရေလာက္ေအာင္ ကမၻာေက်ာ္သြားၿပီ (႐ုပ္သံ)
31 May 2019 1,553 Views
ရန္ကုန္ၿမိဳ႕ေပၚက လမ္းေဘးေခြးတစ္ေကာင္ေနရာက ခံစားေရးဖြဲ႕ထားတဲ့ ရက္ပ္သီခ်င္းတစ္ပုဒ္ကို ယူေက(UK) က ရက္ပ္ပါ ‘Gobshite’ က ေရးစပ္သီဆိုၿပီး MTV ကိုလည္း ရန္ကုန္ၿမိဳ႕ေပၚမွာ ရိုက္ကူးခဲ့ပါတယ္။
ဒီသီခ်င္းအတြက္ Beat ကို Sik Senese နဲ႔ Leicester တို႔က ဖန္တီးေပးခဲ့ၿပီး ရန္ကုန္ၿမိဳ႕မွာရွိတဲ့ Beatx Studio မွာ အသံသြင္းယူခဲ့တာျဖစ္ပါတယ္။ MTV ကိုေတာ့ အီတလီနိုင္ငံက Davide Campiello က ရိုက္ကူး တည္းျဖတ္ေပးထားတာျဖစ္ပါတယ္။
Yangon Street Dog ရဲ့ သီခ်င္းစာသားေတြကို ေဖာ္ျပေပးလိုက္ပါတယ္။
Fuck a power shower, yeah I clean my own nuts
And no rooftop bars - but still I bone sluts
I eat well ‘cus my peeps are taking care of me
I love the fact that out-of-towners are shook and scared of me
All I have to do is bear teeth, tear briefs
Leave you chomped up, looks like you’re having a ‘mare chief
You should go and get your rabies jabs
3 shots that’s what you’re getting for ever trying to play this chap
We play fight with grimy canines and mucky paws
And pray for more than nga ya when playing lucky draws
But yo, they be the cards I’ve been dealt
And my foul faeces is the stench that you will smell
Cus I’m a Yangon street dog,You’re a pussy cat- when I bark you best be gone,
The bite be worse than the bark
I’ve got biters biting bark at midnight in the park
I bite big chunks out the bitch that’ll start,
That’s why I grab you by your forelegs
And yo I’m ripping’ your heart
Livin’ better than a street kid it’s truth that you’re seein’
And more personality than most human beings
Check my playful nature, I leave you foamin’ at the mouth if I merely scrape ya
If this was China they’d be probably on plates
That’s why every street dog in Yangon’s proper my mate
Cus I’m a Yangon Street Dog
Off the bone I rip meat off,
Yo I’m a Yangon Street Dog
When I bark you best be off
Cus I’m a Yangon Street Dog,
Showin’ all my green teeth off
Yo I’m a Yangon Street Dog,
I chase rat and lick fleas off
Chuck me scraps little sucker but shut me out your home
Cus Grant’s rabid and avid to munch chunks down to bone
And no, mumble muppets I ain’t goadin’ ya
I leave you in a state of confusion with hydrophobia
Some are nice and they’ll chill
Provoke the wrong canine - nice!
My saliva can kill
No known cure for what you’re ‘bout to suffer from
For up to 3 years you can think ’Sound, nothing wrong!’
And then you’re hit with the fever and chills
You pat the wrong doggy on the head your mummy’s reading your will
Seasoned with street skills and razor-sharp teeth
I catch a fat nap and snack when I wake from my sleep
You let sleeping dogs lie or lose your left hand
From man’s best friend to life ender all in a sec, fam
Scram! If I bark believe I will bite
And while you deep sleep I’m creeping with my team in the night
Eating my shite, leave my lipstick up on your collar
Fussy ’uffer everything you put down I will not swallow
Follow you home, if you’re alone I snarl, growling
Hardly a wolf but at the moon I still stay howling
On the prowl, banging anything I see
Eating leftover meat that the local folk kept for me
Step to we and I’m certain to get my feed on,
It’s Gobshite, representing Yangon’s Street dogs!
