
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Gaminart(original) |
Gaminart por el paraíso |
No le temo a la muerte |
Todos vamos para el juicio |
Y salir de la calle luchaba |
Ahora que estoy afuera |
Halaré a los que quieran salir, uoh, uoh |
Crack Family in the streets, uoh, uoh |
Colombian crack music, uoh, uoh |
Crack Family in the streets, uoh, uoh |
Colombian crack music |
La verdad, voy directo pa' la gente de mis calles |
Escuchen bien, no juzgue lo que usted no sabe |
Un pensamiento en esto nunca te distrabe |
Escuche mucho más de lo que hable |
Causo efectos mariposas en cada papel |
Y si mañana te va bien espero que hoy también |
¿Recuerdas la mujer que nunca te fue tan fiel? |
(Aerophon) |
Se fue como la rima que arrugó ese papel |
Analizando la ciudad desde otro punto de vista |
Haciendo un leve resumen de lo que ha sido mi vida |
Autoanalizarme en este día soleado |
Y recordarme como pierdo horas en maricadas que no debía |
Darme cuenta que mi tiempo vale |
Y cada segundo que pasa soy mas fuerte |
O el débil vencido |
Del indomable que arde |
Le pido a cristo que recuerde cada hora |
Antes de rapear bonito hay que aprender a ser persona |
Contágiese de vida y no llene su pipa de bazuca |
Esa basura te mortifica |
Más bien ve a casa y recoge a tu madre |
Que esta noche llega tarde y este barrio está que arde |
Por ese niño triste y vacío |
Que su inocencia se fue atravesada en el primer cuchillo |
Gaminart por el paraíso |
No le temo a la muerte |
Todos vamos para el juicio |
Y salir de la calle luchaba |
Ahora que estoy afuera |
Halaré a los que quieran salir, uoh, uoh |
Crack Family in the streets, uoh, uoh |
Colombian crack music, uoh, uoh |
Crack Family in the streets, uoh, uoh |
Colombian crack music |
Es como esa ley de atracción inversa |
Entre menos sueñes con la fama más llegas a ella |
Filosofía de vida que se vende por monedas |
Yo tan solo me siento a la orilla del planeta |
A apuntarle a ese pulpo blanco |
Que somos más los raperos que la suma de sus tentáculos |
Obstáculo tras obstáculo |
Aerophonico y Crack melódico |
It’s up |
I’ve been around places where all love is farce |
I’ve been around niggas that it whole left is gone |
I thought you saw and I bet I seen it all |
I’ve achieved this life now nigga |
'Cuz I’ve been through war |
Hoy sigo siendo el mismo labrando lo indecible |
Sin miedo a que la sombra de lo imposible |
Cubra por completo lo que hasta hoy he conseguido |
Con esfuerzos, lágrimas y promesas al viento |
Camino seguro y tranquilo |
Decidido a darle respuestas a mis preguntas sin sentido |
Y por mi parte estar convencido |
Que no cambio así tuviera dinero en mis bolsillos |
¿Autocriticarme? |
Lámpara, arrogante, burlón, vanidoso a traición |
Trabajador de mente mi profesión |
Faltón nunca he sido |
No sé ni lo que quiero |
Pero si lo pierdo mi alma lo lamentaría |
En este día miro al cielo |
Lagrimean, mis ojos son ríos |
El azul transparente |
Y la brisa de mi fantasía me hacen un niño inocente |
No pienso en la gente, ya sé cuál es mi camino |
Por la cuerda floja, equilibrando mi destino |
Escrito estoy en el libro |
De la fantasía |
Aerophonicos |
Crack melódicos |
Gaminart por el paraíso |
No le temo a la muerte |
Todos vamos para el juicio |
Y salir de la calle luchaba |
Ahora que estoy afuera |
(translation) |
Gaminart for paradise |
I do not fear death |
We all go to trial |
And get out of the street I was fighting |
Now that I'm outside |
I will pull those who want to leave, uoh, uoh |
Crack Family in the streets, oh, oh |
Colombian crack music, oh, oh |
Crack Family in the streets, oh, oh |
Colombian crack music |
The truth is, I'm going straight to the people on my streets |
Listen well, don't judge what you don't know |
A thought of this will never distract you |
Listen much more than you talk |
I cause butterflies in every paper |
And if tomorrow goes well I hope today too |
Do you remember the woman who was never so faithful to you? |
(Aerophon) |
Gone like the rhyme that crumpled that paper |
Analyzing the city from another point of view |
Making a brief summary of what my life has been |
Analyze myself on this sunny day |
And remind me how I lose hours in fagots that I shouldn't |
Realizing that my time is worth |
And every second that passes I am stronger |
Or the weak defeated |
Of the indomitable that burns |
I ask Christ to remember every hour |
Before rapping pretty, you have to learn to be a person |
Catch life and don't fill your bazooka pipe |
That garbage kills you |
Rather go home and pick up your mother |
That tonight is late and this neighborhood is on fire |
For that sad and empty child |
That his innocence was pierced by the first knife |
Gaminart for paradise |
I do not fear death |
We all go to trial |
And get out of the street I was fighting |
Now that I'm outside |
I will pull those who want to leave, uoh, uoh |
Crack Family in the streets, oh, oh |
Colombian crack music, oh, oh |
Crack Family in the streets, oh, oh |
Colombian crack music |
It's like that reverse law of attraction |
The less you dream of fame the more you get to it |
Philosophy of life that is sold for coins |
I just feel at the edge of the planet |
To aim at that white octopus |
That we rappers are more than the sum of their tentacles |
obstacle after obstacle |
Aerophonic and melodic crack |
It's up |
I've been around places where all love is farce |
I've been around niggas that it whole left is gone |
I thought you saw and I bet I saw it all |
I've achieved this life now nigga |
'Cuz I've been through war |
Today I am still the same carving the unspeakable |
Without fear of the shadow of the impossible |
Completely cover what until today I have achieved |
With efforts, tears and promises to the wind |
Safe and calm path |
Determined to give you answers to my meaningless questions |
And for my part be convinced |
That I don't change even if I had money in my pockets |
Self-criticize? |
Lamp, arrogant, mocking, vain treacherously |
Worker of mind my profession |
I have never been wrong |
I don't even know what I want |
But if I lose it my soul would regret it |
On this day I look at the sky |
They tear up, my eyes are rivers |
the transparent blue |
And the breeze of my fantasy makes me an innocent child |
I don't think about people, I already know my way |
Walking the tightrope, balancing my destiny |
I am written in the book |
of fantasy |
aerophonics |
melodic crack |
Gaminart for paradise |
I do not fear death |
We all go to trial |
And get out of the street I was fighting |
Now that I'm outside |