Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Esta Vida Me Encanta, artist - C-Kan. Album song Voy Por El Sueno de Muchos, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: C-Mobztas, Mastered Trax
Song language: Spanish
Esta Vida Me Encanta(original) |
Todo mundo piensa que… |
Llegar acá es fácil |
¿Verdad Zimple? |
(Simón carnal) |
Verdad Aero (Es que no saben, pues) |
Yo recuerdo que… |
De chamaquito primero |
Fui pandillero, luego rapero |
Después vino el dinero |
Y para ser sincero, vengo de ceros |
Nací en el ghetto, nada espero |
Pero… |
Esta vida me encanta |
El chamaquito hoy vive de lo que cantan-tan-tandando en la calle La guerra no |
le espanta, bajas y altas |
Tengo lo que quiero y lucho por lo que me falta |
Esta vida me encanta, me gusta, la gente me juzga |
Dicen que allá afuera los enemigos me buscan |
Pero no se luzcan, que nada se buscan |
Yo vivo real, sus amenazas no asustan |
MOP pone play en mi carrera |
Hoy tengo dinero, mañana quizá me muera |
Si brindo en el estudio de grabación |
Es por cada pendejo que se fue por la traición |
Bro, me late la yesca, el tequila, la fiesta |
El rap malandro, las viejas y las apuestas |
Muñeca fina, gusta ponerme romántico |
Mágico, me complace y me pone simpático |
Si me conoces ya sabes de qué se trata |
Saca, que a Zimple ya no se le hace placa |
Me gusta andar prendido entre puro pirata |
Y ver como la competencia solita se desbarata |
Esta vida me encanta |
El chamaquito hoy vive de lo que cantan-tan-tandando en la calle La guerra no |
le espanta, bajas y altas |
Tengo lo que quiero y lucho por lo que me falta |
Esta vida me encanta, me gusta, la gente me juzga |
Dicen que allá afuera los enemigos me buscan |
Pero no se luzcan, que nada se buscan |
Yo vivo real, sus amenazas no asustan |
Súbanle a la base y un pase, vámonos recio |
La vida con mis homeboys, familia, mi flow espeso |
Ya no me expreso si un hater se pone necio |
Hacer rap para ustedes, deveras no tiene precio |
Y es que no hablo de calle por esta rola |
La calle habla de mí cuando mi música controla |
No viene sola, no ocupo sacar charola |
Cada hater me conoce cuando trueno las consolas |
Sí, es sencillo, con el poder de mi garganta |
No aguanta ponerse al tiro porque en breve se atraganta |
Guanas y Tijuas, estilo nunca no falta |
Por esto y mucho más es que esta vida me encanta |
Esta vida me encanta |
El chamaquito hoy vive de lo que cantan-tan-tandando en la calle La guerra no |
le espanta, bajas y altas |
Tengo lo que quiero y lucho por lo que me falta |
Esta vida me encanta, me gusta, la gente me juzga |
Dicen que allá afuera los enemigos me buscan |
Pero no se luzcan, que nada se buscan |
Yo vivo real, sus amenazas no asustan |
De morro me preguntaron, de grande qué quería ser |
Hoy con los huevos en la mano si un día volviera a nacer |
No dudaría, rapero contestaría |
Ni presidente ni juez, mucho menos policía (Nah') |
Ya con Zimple he compartido riñas, foros y grilletes |
Con Spyder perras, parties, plomos y billetes |
He moví la Lisa, el ligue lo de la visa |
Marca pa' la base, avisa que el Kan aterriza |
Que ando en verguiza con el ojo rojo y risa |
En business con el Hyde, el del Grammy en la repisa |
Revisa la agenda, rostizo todo el día |
¿Yo de qué chingados te voy a tener envidia? |
Esta vida me encanta |
El chamaquito hoy vive de lo que cantan-tan-tandando en la calle La guerra no |
le espanta, bajas y altas |
Tengo lo que quiero y lucho por lo que me falta |
Esta vida me encanta, me gusta, la gente me juzga |
Dicen que allá afuera los enemigos me buscan |
Pero no se luzcan, que nada se buscan |
Yo vivo real, sus amenazas no asustan |
Óyeme |
Los números no hablan por si solos, es más, ni hablan |
Pero sirven para contar |
Date cuenta |
Los hechos lo demuestran todo como es |
Ni los más gavilanes saliendo del cascarón hacen daño |
Hay cosas como la experiencia y el respeto |
Que sólo te la dan los años |
El ego está bajo el guarache que sigue bien puesto en el piso |
Cada quien lo que merece |
Dios así lo quiso |
También dicen que |
Dios los hace, la calle los cría, solos se encuentran |
Ubícate |
Los Mobztas y el Satélite |
La humildad primero |
Don Aero |
Antes persona que rapero, así de simple |
Siempre vienen, mienten, y se van |
Yo aquí sigo |
(translation) |
Everybody thinks that... |
getting here is easy |
Zimple right? |
(Carnal Simon) |
Aero Truth (It's that they don't know, well) |
I remember that… |
As a little boy first |
I was a gang member, then a rapper |
Then came the money |
And to be honest, I come from zero |
I was born in the ghetto, I expect nothing |
But… |
I love this life |
Today the little boy lives from what they sing-so-so-so-so-so-long on the street The war does not |
it scares him, low and high |
I have what I want and I fight for what I lack |
I love this life, I like it, people judge me |
They say that out there the enemies are looking for me |
But don't show off, they're not looking for anything |
I live real, his threats don't scare |
MOP puts play on my career |
Today I have money, tomorrow I may die |
If I toast in the recording studio |
It's for every asshole that left for betrayal |
Bro, I beat the tinder, the tequila, the party |
The gangster rap, the old women and the bets |
Fine doll, I like to get romantic |
Magical, it pleases me and makes me nice |
If you know me, you already know what it is about |
Get out, that Zimple is no longer made a plate |
I like to be caught between pure pirate |
And see how the competition alone falls apart |
I love this life |
Today the little boy lives from what they sing-so-so-so-so-so-long on the street The war does not |
it scares him, low and high |
I have what I want and I fight for what I lack |
I love this life, I like it, people judge me |
They say that out there the enemies are looking for me |
But don't show off, they're not looking for anything |
I live real, his threats don't scare |
Get on the base and a pass, let's go strong |
Life with my homeboys, family, my thick flow |
I no longer express myself if a hater gets stupid |
Making rap for y'all is really priceless |
And I'm not talking about the street for this song |
The street talks about me when my music controls |
It does not come alone, I do not need to take out a tray |
Every hater knows me when I thunder the consoles |
Yes, it's simple, with the power of my throat |
He can't stand getting into the shot because he'll soon choke |
Guanas and Tijuas, style is never lacking |
For this and much more, I love this life |
I love this life |
Today the little boy lives from what they sing-so-so-so-so-so-long on the street The war does not |
it scares him, low and high |
I have what I want and I fight for what I lack |
I love this life, I like it, people judge me |
They say that out there the enemies are looking for me |
But don't show off, they're not looking for anything |
I live real, his threats don't scare |
From the nose they asked me, when I grew up what I wanted to be |
Today with eggs in hand if one day I were to be born again |
I wouldn't hesitate, rapper would answer |
Neither president nor judge, much less police (Nah') |
With Zimple I have already shared fights, forums and shackles |
With Spyder bitches, parties, leads and bills |
I have moved the Lisa, the flirt with the visa |
Mark for the base, warn that the Kan lands |
That I'm ashamed with a red eye and a laugh |
In business with the Hyde, the Grammy's on the shelf |
Check the agenda, I roast all day |
What the hell am I going to envy you for? |
I love this life |
Today the little boy lives from what they sing-so-so-so-so-so-long on the street The war does not |
it scares him, low and high |
I have what I want and I fight for what I lack |
I love this life, I like it, people judge me |
They say that out there the enemies are looking for me |
But don't show off, they're not looking for anything |
I live real, his threats don't scare |
hear me |
The numbers do not speak for themselves, what is more, they do not speak |
But they serve to count |
realize |
The facts show everything as it is |
Not even the most hawks hatching do harm |
There are things like experience and respect |
That only the years give you |
The ego is under the guarache that is still well placed on the floor |
everyone what they deserve |
God wanted it that way |
They also say that |
God makes them, the street breeds them, they are alone |
locate yourself |
The Mobztas and the Satellite |
humility first |
Don Aero |
Before a person than a rapper, that simple |
They always come, lie, and go |
I'm still here |