Translation of the song lyrics Domingo - C.R.O

Domingo (original)

Yo', yo'
Dedicado a mis negros de la esquina
Y a todos los wachos de barrio
Que malgastan su vida, si negro
Cantores malos
Yeh, yeh
Seh, seh
Mi trono está perdido en el underground
Mi honor es algo que nunca van a comprar
Esa mierda quema, tengo que olvidar
Esa puta perra nos quiere matar
Hay que diferenciar el nivel esencial
Evidencias de mis creencias en vivencias al azar
Un café y a pensar, poca fe en el altar
Déjame un respiro, vida, que quiero escapar
No, no molestar a mi manada
¿Esa es su vida?
No creo nada
No hay que apuntar si el arma no está cargada
Con la mente elegante y las Nikes manchadas
Mi plaga, uniéndose a ese desenlace
Faltan billetes, falta suerte, faltan ases
Estrellarme en su mirada como un kamikase
MDB, prim', barrio con clase
MDB, barrio con clase
Barrio con clase, barrio con clase
Jaja
Yo', yo'
Fuck this shit, gorras planas y un buen beat
Por la city, todo el día mirando bitches
Fuck this shit, ya preguntan por mi click
Por la city, todo el día enrolando weed
Fuck this shit, beauty beauty on my feet
Por la city, todo el día mirando bitches
Fuck this shit, dance
Por la city, todo el día enrolando weed
Serial y chocolate, nicotina y mate
Pocos pueden hacerlo como se lo hacía el Cracker
El amor es combate, su corazón no late
Putas queriendo vernos, es el real state
Bajate, su amor inalcanzable
Ja, mis ojeras imborrables
Fumo en la esquina con miradas no confiables
Escupo droga de valores invaluables
Muy tarde, jaja
Muy tarde

Domingo (translation)

I', I'
Dedicated to my blacks on the corner
And to all the neighborhood wachos
That waste your life, yeah black
bad singers
yeh, yeh
yeah yeah
My throne is lost in the underground
My honor is something they will never buy
That shit burns, I have to forget
That fucking bitch wants to kill us
It is necessary to differentiate the essential level
Evidence of my beliefs in random experiences
A coffee and to think, little faith in the altar
Give me a break, life, I want to escape
No don't bother my pack
Is that your life?
I do not believe anything
Do not aim if the gun is not loaded
With the fancy mind and the stained Nikes
My plague, joining that denouement
Tickets are missing, luck is missing, aces are missing
Crash into her gaze like a kamikase
MDB, prim', classy neighborhood
MDB, classy neighborhood
Classy neighborhood, classy neighborhood
Haha
I', I'
Fuck this shit, flat caps and a good beat
Around the city, all day looking at bitches
Fuck this shit, they already ask for my click
Around the city, all day rolling weed
Fuck this shit, beauty beauty on my feet
Around the city, all day looking at bitches
Fuck this shit, dance
Around the city, all day rolling weed
Serial and chocolate, nicotine and mate
Few can do it like the Cracker did
Love is combat, your heart doesn't beat
Whores wanting to see us, it's the real state
Get off, your unattainable love
Ha, my indelible dark circles
I smoke in the corner with untrustworthy looks
I spit priceless dope
too late haha
Very late