Fractured Elements - More Than a Mark feat. Rhyme Flow (One Trick Pony Remix [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Buffalo Brony:
*Sigh*
I was sent to the beginning (So everypony could see me winning)
To kill it with lyrical skill, but I just don't feel that I will...
The feeling within is hidden, I'm here sitting with my kitten
And just wishing that I could be kidding...
But no. I ended up setting so terribly that I effed up
Telling me to get my beretta and set it heads up...
It's intimidating when entire identities are ended in one shot
But that's what they get for being one-shots
When the get washed up, they just had tough luck
But I won't be crossed off, because I'm not balled up all into one flock
The Buffalo, here, well, hell, better, I'm a broad shot!
So don't tell me what I can and cannot be
This one Cutie Mark, here, is me, but that ain't all of it
I can't be defined in one line. Ain't no trick!

Dubious Trance:
So you can string some rhymes together: let's say you're a rapper
Recite a couple lines with passion, then we'll call you an actor
But whatcha say? Do you know who ya are?
I worry if you say you don't, cause you'll never get far
If you showcase your skill, but forsake yourself
Ya may as well put on a mask, and pretend you're someone else
Checking the flank, see the Mic and Stage lights
But I'd still know who I was if it all faded to white
My Cutie Mark has never defined me
Nor have my special skills controlled who I'll be
So, if you think I'm a voice then you're delirious
I got a hungry mind too, insatiable and curious!
I like books and beats, manga, and El Sword
Challenge me to a duel and drop ya life point!
I'm being me. So who are you?
Askin’ bout your true self, not caring what you can do
This is my message and I hope yours too
Define your own self, and that's you're one truth
That's it for me and now I gotta go
So let me pass the mic over to my buddy Rhyme Flow~

Rhyme Flow:
Pass the baton, the path that I'm on
Asks that I grab the task of writing and rapping upon tracks

And there is no better way to convey what I'm feeling
The way, is like your lifted away, above the ceiling

And I been around, I've been to various towns
I can tell you what you're talent is doesn't really amount

To a lick of nothing. Only if you're passionate for something
So don't take a step toward your dreams unless you love it

Ty Trance:
Ty Trance on the mic for a second time
About to spit some hidden truth that you’ll find
Behind these simple raps of mine
You see: to put it plainly, I defined myself and it makes me: me!

The me that I am; the one the with the plan;
The one with the spark; to spit from the heart;
And rip this beat apart; defined myself as an artistic brony
Now I’m out, and I leave the rest to my bro Flowny

Rhyme Flow:
My flank blanker than a paint canvas
Couldn't wait, I had to have it faster than Pinkie making insane madness

Attaining that would be brain smackingly bad
But on that vein, I'm glad, by letting those days pass

Now. My mark's a mic and a pen
And I might be persuaded to write tonight then

And I like spitting rhymes like nopony's business
But do not forget this, that is my skill, Celestia my witness!

But don't think my skills what defines me
You’ll find that my Flow & Rhyme is just a "thing" I do nicely

I like cooking and drawing and singing
And yes I do enjoy a life beyond Ponies... What's Rhyme Thinking?

*AAAHHHH*

I'm sinking in a thought that you can absorb
And if you don't agree, I can show you the front door

Like the Cutie Pox, you can have more skills than Flowny
But if don't define yourself: you're just a sick little pony