Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vencí, artist - Agua Negra. Album song Aguacero, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Soltec
Song language: Spanish
Vencí(original) |
Yo vencí, vencí |
No hay nadie que me tenga algo que decir a mi |
Yo caminé en sombras y en valles de muerte |
Por donde me jugué la suerte |
Son culebras y se disfrazan de amigo |
Ya lo he visto, puedo ser testigo |
La piel se me eriza, prisa |
Es un mundo frío, dime |
¿Sientes su brisa? |
sonrisa postiza |
No demostrar debilidad |
Permitirles que me ataquen con facilidad |
Me di cuenta que para muchos la vida no vale nada |
Aprendí a sobrevivir entre la pared y espada |
Me levanto cada vez que me tropiezo |
Seguiré luchando hasta que me encuentren tieso |
Con doña soledad, yo sentí una presencia |
Más allá del cuerpo, algo que no explica la ciencia |
Rezo solo escondido, en mi mente evadido |
Tormentas, todas la he vencido |
El dolor me ha crecido |
No valores lo que tienes cuando ya lo hagas perdido |
Yo vencí, vencí |
No hay nadie que me tenga algo que decir a mí |
Yo caminé en sombras y en valles de muerte |
Por donde me jugué la suerte |
Yo vencí, vencí |
No hay nadie que me tenga algo que decir a mí |
Yo caminé en sombras y en valles de muerte |
Por donde me jugué la suerte |
Esta vida te arrastra a patada, te atropella y te aplasta |
Caras plastificadas platican pa' la plata |
Culeras culebras rodean, la ley te apuntea |
La gente cambia, los homies te cagan y la novia te deja |
Plantado, todo perturbado, hablando solo |
Sólo Dios sabe a qué punto me ha sacrificado |
Sé de los dolores agonizantes de un guerrero solitario |
Pero como un perro protegiendo su plato |
Te arranco el brazo, a la mierda la radio, los diarios |
Sentado, meditando en frente del horizonte sagrado |
Pasan los años y te salen los pelos blancos |
Aún te revelan los nombres de los ingratos |
Visionario, nadie me puede decir nada, nadador |
Del mar de cadáveres delante el escenario, gladiador |
Revolucionario, la voz de mis hermanos incomprendidos |
Encarcelados, para ustedes yo sigo |
Yo vencí, vencí |
No hay nadie que me tenga algo que decir a mí |
Yo caminé en sombras y en valles de muerte |
Por donde me jugué la suerte |
Yo vencí, vencí |
No hay nadie que me tenga algo que decir a mí |
Yo caminé en sombras y en valles de muerte |
Por donde me jugué la suerte |
Esta gente cree que yo nací ayer a las seis de la tarde |
Como si no conociera la calle, tampoco el arte |
Yo sé dónde vengo cabrón, ¿y tú te olvidaste? |
Tú no eres nadie en el callejón, deja recordarte |
Yo vencí, hijo de tu puta madre, yo sobreviví |
Le metí coraje sin pensar en qué dirían de mí, maje |
Now look and see who’s the man, papi |
Pa' que más vengan, I got that fuckin' fire pa' quemarte |
Hablaban tanta pendejada por ser un rapper |
Por pensar diferente y ponerlo en papel con lápiz |
Y fácil, me convertí en todo un master |
Mastodonte lirical con traumas escalofriantes |
No sé si soy humano o un fuckin' extraterrestre |
Porque pa' caminar lo que caminé hay que ser fuerte |
Aposté mi suerte con los dados tatuados en la piel |
Y me pegaron, maltrataron pero aquí sigo de pie, motherfucker |
Yo vencí, vencí |
No hay nadie que me tenga algo que decir a mí |
Yo caminé en sombras y en valles de muerte |
Por donde me jugué la suerte |
(translation) |
I won, I won |
There is no one who has something to say to me |
I walked in shadows and in valleys of death |
where I played my luck |
They are snakes and they dress up as a friend |
I have already seen it, I can be a witness |
My skin bristles, hurry |
It's a cold world, tell me |
Do you feel its breeze? |
fake smile |
Don't show weakness |
Allow them to attack me with ease |
I realized that for many life is worth nothing |
I learned to survive between the wall and the sword |
I get up every time I stumble |
I'll keep fighting until they find me stiff |
With Doña Soledad, I felt a presence |
Beyond the body, something that science does not explain |
I pray alone hidden, in my evasive mind |
Storms, I have overcome them all |
The pain has grown |
Do not value what you have when you have already lost it |
I won, I won |
There is no one who has something to say to me |
I walked in shadows and in valleys of death |
where I played my luck |
I won, I won |
There is no one who has something to say to me |
I walked in shadows and in valleys of death |
where I played my luck |
This life kicks you in, runs you over and crushes you |
Plasticized faces talk for the silver |
Culeras snakes surround, the law points to you |
People change, the homies shit on you and the girlfriend leaves you |
Planted, all disturbed, talking to himself |
God only knows to what extent he has sacrificed me |
I know of the dying pains of a lone warrior |
But like a dog guarding his plate |
I'll tear your arm off, fuck the radio, the newspapers |
Sitting, meditating in front of the sacred horizon |
Years go by and your white hairs grow |
They still reveal to you the names of the ungrateful |
Visionary, nobody can tell me anything, swimmer |
From the sea of corpses before the stage, gladiator |
Revolutionary, the voice of my misunderstood brothers |
Imprisoned, for you I continue |
I won, I won |
There is no one who has something to say to me |
I walked in shadows and in valleys of death |
where I played my luck |
I won, I won |
There is no one who has something to say to me |
I walked in shadows and in valleys of death |
where I played my luck |
These people believe that I was born yesterday at six in the afternoon |
As if I don't know the street, neither the art |
I know where I come from bastard, and you forgot? |
You are nobody in the alley, let me remind you |
I won, motherfucker, I survived |
I gave him courage without thinking about what they would say about me, maje |
Now look and see who's the man, papi |
For more to come, I got that fuckin' fire to burn you |
They talked so much bullshit for being a rapper |
For thinking differently and putting it on paper with a pencil |
And easy, I became a master |
Lyrical mastodon with chilling traumas |
I don't know if I'm human or a fuckin' alien |
Because to walk what I walked you have to be strong |
I bet my luck with the dice tattooed on my skin |
And they beat me, they mistreated me but I'm still standing here, motherfucker |
I won, I won |
There is no one who has something to say to me |
I walked in shadows and in valleys of death |
where I played my luck |