Translation of the song lyrics Hacia Arriba - Aleman, Emy Soul, Hispana

Hacia Arriba (original)

Ya volé, mira hacia arriba y me la pelé
Mejor escucha bien para que sepas como vergas fue
Perfeccioné todo mi juego y lo jugué
Ya me caí, me levanté
Claro fumé y después lo grabé
Porque aquí la cosa es tendida y sin rajarse
Y ustedes están tan rasgados que ni pueden verse
Hommie tuerce
En el rap puede formarse
Su mundo es mi pipa
Y como hachís van a acumularse
Solamente pa' fumarse
Nos subimos en este viaje
Y aseguro que van a quedarse
¿Quiere forjarse?
Arre hommie, orale
Medicaste paro ¡jalate!
Ven y ponchate
Acuérdate primo cuatro tanques luego rolale
Que luego no toca nada cuando gritan ¡corránle!
Así es la vida por mi barrio mas o menos man
Entonces caile si quieres fumar…
I won’t run, I’m not afraid of your gun
I’m not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
I won’t run, I’m not afraid of your gun
I’m not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
Ella es así, me despierta con un beso
Que va a sacarme de este maldito infierno
Así que forjate porque me muero
Ó acuéstate conmigo que estoy que toco el cielo
Aquí compramos con un 100 la gloria
Nada en la cartera, mucho pa' la memoria
Le digo a el que el tiempo no importa
Porque quitando el tiempo la vida es muy corta
Prendete, fúmale, vive, líberate
Traigo la esencia en mi palabra a flor de piel
Besos de cannabis, veneno con miel
Cabalgamos con el viento sin nada que perder;
En este mundo
En este mundo nauseabundo
Necesitamos mas compa rebasate el guarumo y
Desaparezco con el humo
Caminante de este cielo rojo voy sin miedo alguno
Ay María, María hazme volar
Tómame con tus alas que me quiero escapar
Y huír de aquí
Pintame de verde el mundo gris
Que yo sufro mi locura si mi locura es por ti, baby.
Yeah!
I won’t run, I’m not afraid of your gun
I’m not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
I won’t run, I’m not afraid of your gun
I’m not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
We never run when the next game comes true
I just trying to get this message through to you
We came here and have a good time
We smoking and joking, and rapping versus the counter man
We big time dreamers in this life
Open up studio make sings all night
In Mexico the never ending strive
Strings of violin stops to all’em high
What the fuck you think we all came here to fuck
I like all these having niggas running for the dough
Stand tall, and wouldn’t fall, cause that’s the reputation
We pumping beats, we did it better across the nation
I won’t run, I’m not afraid of your gun
I’m not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
I won’t run, I’m not afraid of your gun
I’m not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
We roll this shit

Hacia Arriba (translation)

I already flew, look up and I peeled it
Better listen well so you know how dick it was
I perfected my whole game and I played it
I already fell, I got up
Of course I smoked and then I recorded it
Because here the thing is stretched out and without cracking
And you guys are so torn you can't even see each other
homie twist
In rap can form
Your world is my pipe
And as hash they will accumulate
just to smoke
We got on this ride
And I assure you that they will stay
Do you want to forge?
Arre hommie, orale
You medicated stop, pull it!
come and strike out
Remember cousin four tanks then rolale
That then he doesn't touch anything when they yell run!
This is life in my neighborhood more or less man
Then hang out if you want to smoke...
I won't run, I'm not afraid of your gun
I'm not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
I won't run, I'm not afraid of your gun
I'm not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
She is like that, she wakes me up with a kiss
That she's going to get me out of this fucking hell
So forjate because I'm dying
Or lie down with me that I am that I touch the sky
Here we buy with a 100 the glory
Nothing in the portfolio, a lot for memory
I tell him that time doesn't matter
Because taking away the time life is very short
Turn on, smoke it, live, free yourself
I bring the essence in my word to the surface
Cannabis kisses, poison with honey
We ride with the wind with nothing to lose;
In this world
In this nauseating world
We need more compa surpass the guarumo and
I disappear with the smoke
Walker of this red sky I go without any fear
Oh Maria, Maria make me fly
Take me with your wings that I want to escape
and run away from here
Paint me the gray world green
That I suffer my madness if my madness is for you, baby.
yeah!
I won't run, I'm not afraid of your gun
I'm not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
I won't run, I'm not afraid of your gun
I'm not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
We never run when the next game comes true
I just trying to get this message through to you
We came here and have a good time
We smoking and joking, and rapping versus the counter man
We big time dreamers in this life
Open up studio make sings all night
In Mexico the never ending strive
Strings of violin stops to all'em high
What the fuck you think we all came here to fuck
I like all these having niggas running for the dough
Stand tall, and wouldn't fall, cause that's the reputation
We pumping beats, we did it better across the nation
I won't run, I'm not afraid of your gun
I'm not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
I won't run, I'm not afraid of your gun
I'm not the type of girl to walk around with the loaded gun
We roll this shit