Lyrics of Shaokan - El B

Shaokan - El B
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Date of issue: 14.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish

Shaokan

(original)
Dice que!
Esto es Conexión apaga luz
Tu sabes, producción el LAPIZ aquí
Ese Background lo hizo mi hermano el LAPIZ
Tu sabes como es, la Conexión apaga luz
Nuevo Vedado — Santa Cruz
Oh ya tu sabes como es…
Nuevo Vedado — Santa Cruz…
Es mia esta lirikita… y el LAPIZ, maltratando al FrutyLoops
Nos fuimos aquí, ya tu sabes como es
Falla pa tu lengua…
Y dice así, yoe!
Esta va pa los que tienen la curiosidad despierta
Que no se paran a escuchar y paran de hablar mierda
Esta va pa los que cagan por la boca pues seguro
De tanto pensar en mi olvidaron pa que sirve el culo
Te aseguro, que de esta no vas a salvarte
Crítico de arte, ven a inyectarte tinta con cianuro
Hace ya cuatro febreros te tengo en apuro
Gracias que a mi talento y a tu puteria es que perduro
Soy inmaduro que libera sus tensiones escribiendo
Mientras tú solo hablas mal de mis canciones
Si!, malas palabras y que, no me cuestiones mas compadre
Que te encanta escuchar a los yumas cagarse en tu madre
Y que ladren los perros, que se tiren, y que muerdan dale
Ensaya una escenita pa ver si te sale
Que los del perreo, los under y los comerciales
Saben que tengo un estilo que le rompe los timbales
Y esto no es dale don dale, sino dale pa que aprenda
Que las prendas no te hacen MC aunque tu CD se venda
Tengas el bolsillo asi y la TV en ti se reprenda
Si no das un mensaje creeme eres tremenda mierda
Es tiempo de que entiendas men porque te aferras
Si las libretas me abren que importa si las puertas se cierran
Escribe y no me pintes farolito de guerra
Que te lo coloreo, te lo apago, y te lo rompo a piedra
Porque te cierras perro esto es terror en bocina
Yo pincho en lo hondo y profundo y tu eres buzo de piscina
Camina loco y evita el foco pa que tu estas
Yo me pongo peor que Remteck con to sus megawats
Viene el El By
Pa los blancos y pa los pietros
Conmigo no hay dexboll, ponches y boletos
Cuando me paro en el cajón jurarme en el concreto
Me sirven to los lanzamientos y meto swing completo
Estate quieto y no te meta ahi
Que soy un tren y tu eres muy poca linea pa mi
Si, tu te crees que estoy dormio
Y en esa curvita es donde tu te pierdes y te encuentras conmigo
Ya te es sabido que no soy un pan
Callado, noble y sin doble como Jackie Chan
Logica es creerte el one si chocas con Byan
Que pa ganar este jueguito hay que matar a Shao Kahn
Soy un MC solo, que tiene al pensador por simbolo
Sin foco porque te hiciste el loco y siempre te ignoro
Pero mi yunta no te confundas
Que cambio de palo pa rumba y si te zumbas te despingo to
Yo se que no soy santo de tu devocion
Y desearias que nunca hubiera agarrado un microfon
Lo siento chamacon es que el hipop es mi pasion
Aunque solo me ha dado mil enemigos y mas de un clon
Que situacion baby, representando, esto es pa largo
Que cuando el By se prende no hay como apagarlo
Venga a observarlo el fanatismo no va a aplastarlo
Tu eres fan a 50 Cent, pues bien mi preferido es ALDO
Tengo los dardos preparados
Y una punteria de tres pares de cojones no he fallado
Buscame al que creas mejor ponlo a mi lado
Lo voy a maltratar mas que en una cafeteria del estado
He estado siempre de lado de quien no esta en el poder
Sin fama ni gloria encima no me vengan a ofrecer
Dejenme aqui abajo entre mis rimas y mis libros
Si aqui los tengo locos alla arriba soy un peligro
Ando con el nitro desde el 2003, archiva la fecha
Pues esta brecha te mate de la salida
No gastes mas saliva y ponte a la viva
Te tengo pasando mas trabajo pa arrancarte un poskilon pa arriba
Vive tu vida y quitame el deito si!
Emplea tu tiempo en algo, que hay buenos cursitos por ahi
Pero si te interesa la rima buscame a mi
Pa que escribas el libro 100 horas con El By
Es el By
Pa los blancos y pa los pietros
Conmigo no hay dexboll, ponches y boletos
Cuando me paro en el cajon jurarme en el concreto
Me sirven to los lanzamientos y meto swing completo
Estate quieto y no te meta ahi
Que soy un tren y tu eres muy poca linea pa mi
Si, tu te crees que estoy dormio
Y en esa curvita es donde tu te pierdes y te encuentras conmigo
Ya te es sabido que no soy un pan
Callado, noble y sin doble como Jackie Chan
Logica es creerte el one si chocas con Byan
Que pa ganar este jueguito hay que matar a Shao Kahn
Midiendome con vara nunca sabran mi tamaño
Los buenos son los peores si deciden hacer daño
Los pichoncitos de rapiña moriran de hambre
Niñas les voy a partir las uñas cuando arañen
Se te va la cuarentiña es mejor que te avise
Que tu actitud desluce con la talla en que te prensa
Eres muy come-mierda para pensar lo que dices
Y eres muy penco para decir lo que pìensas
La via no es esa asere asi que mejor frena
Que se te va la catalina, se parten las vielas
Aprende de la calle pero que no te duerman con muela
Los mejores MC no son los que dejan la escuela
ALDO pa que inventarán
Si no saben en la plomacera que se meterán
Pa ganar este juegito hay que matar al Shao Kahn
Tu sabes como es… el Shao Kahn
(translation)
Say what!
This is Connection turn off light
You know, production the PENCIL here
That Background was made by my brother the PENCIL
You know how it is, the Connection turns off light
New Vedado — Santa Cruz
Oh you know how it is...
New Vedado — Santa Cruz…
This little lirikit is mine... and the PENCIL, mistreating the FrutyLoops
We left here, you already know how it is
Fail for your tongue...
And it goes like this, yo!
This one goes to those who have awakened curiosity
They don't stop to listen and stop talking shit
This one goes to those who shit through their mouths, for sure
From so much thinking about me they forgot what the ass is for
I assure you, that you will not be saved from this
Art critic, come inject yourself with cyanide ink
It's been four February now that I have you in trouble
Thanks to my talent and your putería is that I last
I am immature who releases his tensions by writing
While you only speak ill of my songs
Yes!, bad words and that, do not question me anymore compadre
That you love listening to the yumas shit on your mother
And that the dogs bark, that they throw themselves, and that they bite, give it
Rehearse a scene to see if you get it
That those of the perreo, the under and the commercials
They know that I have a style that breaks the kettledrums
And this is not dale don dale, but dale so that he learns
That the clothes do not make you MC even if your CD is sold
Have your pocket like this and the TV in you is reprimanded
If you do not give a message believe me you are tremendous shit
It is time that you understand men why you cling
If the notebooks open me, what does it matter if the doors are closed
Write and don't paint me war lantern
That I color it for you, I turn it off, and I'll break it to stone
Why do you close dog this is terror on horn
I poke deep and deep and you are a pool diver
Walk crazy and avoid the focus so that you are
I get worse than Remteck with all his megawatts
The El By is coming
For the whites and for the pietros
With me there is no dexboll, strikeouts and tickets
When I stand on the drawer swear on the concrete
They serve me all the pitches and I put full swing
Be still and don't get in there
That I am a train and you are very little line for me
Yes, you think I'm asleep
And in that curve is where you get lost and find me
It is already known to you that I am not a bread
Quiet, noble and double like Jackie Chan
Logic is to believe the one if you collide with Byan
That to win this little game you have to kill Shao Kahn
I am a single MC, who has the thinker as a symbol
No focus because you played crazy and I always ignore you
But my team don't get confused
What a change of suit for rumba and if you buzz I'll throw you off
I know that I am not a saint of your devotion
And you wish I'd never picked up a mic
I'm sorry chamacon is that hipop is my passion
Although it has only given me a thousand enemies and more than one clone
What a situation baby, representing, this is for a long time
That when the By turns on there is no way to turn it off
Come watch it fanaticism is not going to crush you
You are a fan of 50 Cent, well my favorite is ALDO
I have the darts ready
And an aim of three pairs of balls I have not failed
Find me the one you think is best, put him by my side
I'm going to mistreat him more than in a state cafeteria
I have always been on the side of those who are not in power
Without fame or glory above, do not come to offer me
Leave me down here between my rhymes and my books
If here I have them crazy up there I am a danger
I've been riding the nitro since 2003, file the date
Well, this gap kills you from the exit
Do not waste more saliva and get alive
I have you spending more work to rip a poskilon up
Live your life and take away my deito yes!
Use your time in something, there are good courses out there
But if you are interested in the rhyme look for me
For you to write the book 100 hours with El By
is the by
For the whites and for the pietros
With me there is no dexboll, strikeouts and tickets
When I stand on the drawer swear on the concrete
They serve me all the pitches and I put full swing
Be still and don't get in there
That I am a train and you are very little line for me
Yes, you think I'm asleep
And in that curve is where you get lost and find me
It is already known to you that I am not a bread
Quiet, noble and double like Jackie Chan
Logic is to believe the one if you collide with Byan
That to win this little game you have to kill Shao Kahn
Measuring me with a rod they will never know my size
The good guys are the worst if they decide to do harm
The nestlings of prey will starve
Girls, I'm going to break your nails when you scratch
If your forties are going, it is better that I notify you
That your attitude shines with the size in which it presses you
You're too shit-eater to think what you're saying
And you are very weak to say what you think
The road is not that asere so you better stop
That the catalina is leaving you, the vielas are breaking
Learn from the street but don't be put to sleep with a tooth
The best MCs are not the ones who drop out of school
ALDO so they will invent
If they don't know where they'll get into the plumbing
To win this little game you have to kill the Shao Kahn
You know how it is... the Shao Kahn
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