[Chorus:]
I'm Gloc 9
How come he's here
I can't imitate what he's doing
I'm Gloc 9
How can he do that again
The writings that were left behind
I am Gloc 9
How come he is here
I can't imitate what he is doing
I am Gloc 9
How is that again
Again the writings that were left behind
[Verse 1:]
Cling to your neighbor
From what you hear
The voice of a famous lyricist
That is Gloc 9
Taga Binangonan, Rizal
Just threw a peso on the stage kumapal
That is my face
Getting up when I fall
Don't stop writing, get the word out
Call your boss
Tell him
That all my dirty lyrics won't work
Here the boy
He used to want to touch
Why did everyone step back
My first try
Hold the microphone, make this poem
Whispers around the man
What's his name and what's coming
Boats look like liars
After I let go of the wet microphone
From my saliva from the burning word
[Chorus:]
When you hear my voice you are sure
You will forget like a slap from your mother
On your face
Turning right and left
these songs are honest
Even your clothes, no matter how expensive
In people's ears what sums up
Don't gamble
No matter where you end up
What is the one you see in front of the mirror
You know what I mean
I don't need it anymore
Make you look you know
That something old is now coming back< br/>He makes a strange sound
He is....
[Chorus:]
I am Gloc 9 (4x)

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