Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gaminart , by - Crack FamilyRelease date: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gaminart , by - Crack FamilyGaminart(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 |