Translation of the song lyrics Rialaif - Canserbero

Rialaif (original)

Eyaoh
It’s Can
From where you’re from, son
Can-Can, Supa'
Hear us
Can-Can, Supa'
¿Cuántas más verdades hay que rimar para que un animal entienda
Que me sabe a mierda tus prendas si no me aportas na'?
No puedes parar con riendas de cuerda para amarrar
La voz que solo gobierna el Can, ni menos ni más
Never lie, never look back, just I got
Hip-Hop, habilidad que ni con todo el oro puedes comprar
Esto es realidad hardcore, I’m a lyrical narco
Busca respeto en el diccionario y verás mi retrato
Maldad indiscutible en sonrisa adorable
¿Tus rimas?
Predecibles todas, es mejor que ni hables
¿Tus incontables temas?
Ninguno impresiona
Yo en cambio hablo un solo idioma pa' no dejar el mundo en coma
Straight from zona con aroma a muerte
Aunque mi corazón es fuerte y no doy lástima a la gente, no
Yo canto lo aprendido, no lo que he sufrido
Para que un hijueputa venga a decirme que no he vivido
It’s real life, from where you’re from son
No tengo que hablar de un pistolón bro
El hampa seria se desplaza a paso de tigre
Aquí si matan, no amenazan
It’s real life, from where you’re from son
No tengo que hablar de un pistolón bro
El hampa seria se desplaza a paso de tigre
Aquí si matan, no amenazan
Vivo mi real life, and I don’t need to sniff a line na'
I escribo en líneas la historia de Maracay, son
Ya me cansé de escuchar tus cuentos de atracos
Me subo a tarima y es cuando empieza el asalto
He recorrido el asfalto y sus encantos
Me enamoré del Hip-Hop y lo traduje en canto
Without a gun, I only sing my song
I’m from where you’re from bet you don’t run the way you flow
Tú solo piensas en hacer lo que hace un gangsta
Cuz a real gangsta no anda pensando en cantar
Ya reconoce que nos sobra lo que te falta
Coja consejo, quédese quieto y échese pa’llá
It’s real life, from where you’re from son
No tengo que hablar de un pistolón bro
El hampa seria se desplaza a paso de tigre
Aquí si matan, no amenazan
It’s real life, from where you’re from son
No tengo que hablar de un pistolón bro
El hampa seria se desplaza a paso de tigre
Aquí si matan, no amenazan
No mezcles este tema nigga, quiero que suene under
It’s dedicated pa' los haters que hablan y se esconden
Que no conformes con mencionar nuestros nombres
Solo se siente hombres apadrinados por el revólver
Ustedes son prostitutas, men, we all clásicos
No se puede evolucionar sin pasar por lo básico
Irónico que además que te hace muchas pendejá'
Puedan callar muchos discos que no dicen na'
It’s real life, from where you’re from, son
You know we gotta be the bomb, huh?
It’s Can-Can, Supa
You don’t really know who we are
Yeah, I suppose that!
(Yeah, I suppose that!)

Rialaif (translation)

hey
It's Can
From where you're from, are
Can-Can, Supa'
Hear us
Can-Can, Supa'
How many more truths must be rhymed for an animal to understand
What does your clothes taste like to me if you don't give me anything?
You can't stop with rope reins to moor
The voice that only governs the Can, neither less nor more
Never lie, never look back, just I got
Hip-Hop, a skill that not even with all the gold you can buy
This is reality hardcore, I'm a lyrical narco
Look for respect in the dictionary and you will see my portrait
Undisputed evil in adorable smile
your rhymes?
All predictable, it's better that you don't even talk
Your countless themes?
none impress
I, on the other hand, speak only one language so as not to leave the world in a coma
Straight from zone with scent of death
Although my heart is strong and I don't pity people, I don't
I sing what I have learned, not what I have suffered
So that a son of a bitch comes to tell me that I haven't lived
It's real life, from where you're from son
I don't have to talk about a pistol bro
The serious underworld moves at the pace of a tiger
Here if they kill, they do not threaten
It's real life, from where you're from son
I don't have to talk about a pistol bro
The serious underworld moves at the pace of a tiger
Here if they kill, they do not threaten
I live my real life, and I don’t need to sniff a line na'
I write the history of Maracay in lines, they are
I'm tired of listening to your stories of robberies
I get on stage and that's when the assault begins
I have traveled the asphalt and its charms
I fell in love with Hip-Hop and translated it into singing
Without a gun, I only sing my song
I'm from where you're from bet you don't run the way you flow
You only think about doing what a gangsta does
Cuz a real gangsta ain't thinking about singing
You already recognize that we have plenty of what you lack
Take advice, stay still and lie down pa'llá
It's real life, from where you're from son
I don't have to talk about a pistol bro
The serious underworld moves at the pace of a tiger
Here if they kill, they do not threaten
It's real life, from where you're from son
I don't have to talk about a pistol bro
The serious underworld moves at the pace of a tiger
Here if they kill, they do not threaten
Don't mix this theme nigga, I want it to sound under
It's dedicated to the haters who talk and hide
That you are not satisfied with mentioning our names
Men only feel sponsored by the revolver
You are prostitutes, men, we are all classics
You cannot evolve without going through the basics
Ironic that in addition to making you a lot of asshole'
They can silence many records that do not say anything
It's real life, from where you're from, son
You know we gotta be the bomb, huh?
It's Can-Can, Supa
You don't really know who we are
Yeah, I suppose that!
(Yeah, I guess that!)