Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Saben Nada de Mí , by - Endecah. Song from the album En Mi Interior, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 30.06.2016
Record label: Believe
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Saben Nada de Mí , by - Endecah. Song from the album En Mi Interior, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопNo Saben Nada de Mí(original) |
| No saben nada de mí |
| Y vuelven a hablar |
| No saben nada de mí |
| Y no callarán |
| No saben nada de mí ni de donde salí ni hacia donde me fui |
| No saben nada de mí ni por qué estoy aquí ni lo que yo viví |
| No saben nada de mí y aún así creen ser jueces de lo que escribí |
| No saben ni la mitad de la mierda de acoso en edad escolar |
| De cambiar de colegio, ser la novedad y volver a tener que tragar |
| Y soñar con que todo termine |
| O ser otro más y que nadie te mire |
| No saben nada de mí, tampoco lo saben de mi familia |
| Hablan por hablar y no saben nada de lo que hemos tenido que lidiar |
| Que mi madre cayó enferma por querer darme un futuro mejor |
| Que mi padre se despierta cuando todavía duerme el sol |
| No saben nada mi |
| No saben nada de eso |
| No saben nada del bullying ni de lo que es tener sobrepeso |
| No saben que es que te miren distinto |
| Que se rían hasta de como caminas |
| De como respiras y miras y que te peguen por instinto |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Dicen)(Di, Di) |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3 |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan) |
| Dicen, pero no conocen nada de lo que cuentan esas voces |
| No puedes conocerme, si ni siquiera hemos tenido un roce… |
| No sabes nada de José |
| Hablas de Cyclo y Cyclo |
| Solo existen altavoces, así que cuidado con aquello que toses |
| Un chico de barrio, en su habitación tiene su santuario |
| Un bloc, una radio, y su sueño de estar sobre un escenario |
| Horas y horas bolígrafo en mano escribiendo a la vez que cuido de mi hermano |
| Quien diría que no sería en vano, todos eso días, inviernos, veranos |
| Sobre melodías, violín, bombo, caja y piano… |
| Viajando en urbano, como un caballero con rimas armado |
| Y no puedes saber todo lo que he luchado |
| Si no has pisado por donde he pasado |
| Yo no mire como Antonio manchado |
| Seguiré aquí aunque me crean exiliado |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Dicen)(Di, Di) |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3 |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan) |
| Avanzó a cada instante pero tengo un recuerdo lejano |
| Que si sigo es por mi, joder, pero ¿vez? |
| Me encanta lo que hago |
| No saben nada de mi y así se pasan criticando |
| Que yo decido con quien me junto, valoro si seguir caminando |
| Que no todo es tan sencillo, como pinta en esa portada |
| Porque cada carga de hoy, supone trabas cada mañana |
| Y ves que el peso de la mundo nos hace caer, y nos pone esas cadenas |
| Valora tener a alguien que entienda cuando hablas solo en la cena |
| Sentir cada retazo nuestro compone lo que seremos |
| Y no los ves pero es el esfuerzo hacia la música que aprendí solo |
| Y es que sin ella no vivo, sin ella no estoy, mi vida no tiene sentido |
| Y que otras personas lo entiendan hace que me lleven consigo |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Dicen)(Di, Di) |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3 |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan) |
| No saben nada de mi, pero se atreven a juzgarme |
| No saben nada de mi y si, hoy quieren abrazarme |
| Jamás soñé, poder llegar, poder volar y acariciar el arte |
| Que me ha dado la vida y aveces me ha hecho suspirar |
| Tampoco saben de mi el dolor que he sufrido en mi espalda |
| Tres años casi sin andar, peleando por mis ganas |
| Queriendo dar todo y a pesar de todo, hoy sigo con todo que créeme no es poco |
| Buscando el camino apartando las piedras cosiendo a mi alma que sigue en la |
| quiebra |
| No saben nada de mi, de esta locura que me aplasta |
| De ver menguar la vida de quien dio mi vida y ya está |
| Bien de tanto valorar, si no conocen la verdad |
| Has de saber que me importa una mierda, si pierdo un juego en el que quiero |
| estar |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Dicen)(Di, Di) |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3 |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan) |
| No saben nada de la soledad, cuando eres nuevo en otra ciudad |
| No saben nada de mi, ni de lo que he podido llorar y gritar |
| De que me sentía culpable y me quedé muerto en aquel hospital |
| De que cuanto más tiempo pasaba necesitaba más orfidal |
| No sabe que es que te obliguen a hacerlo, querer morirte y dejarlo |
| Sentirte un fracaso sin serlo |
| No saben nada de lo que he trabajado, para llegar hasta aquí |
| De que me he dejado la espalda fregando en un bar cada semana sin poder salir |
| de ahí |
| No saben que es llevar ropa usada, de tu vecino, ni saben nada |
| No saben que es dejarte la vida en lograrlo, perseguir tu sueño y forjarlo |
| Y que te cierren otra puerta más, ser la vergüenza del rap español |
| Porque los de arriba no se mojan y hay público que es aún peor |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Dicen)(Di, Di) |
| (No saben nada de mí) |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Largan, Cuentan) x3 |
| (Hablan, Dicen, Nada, Cuentan) |
| (translation) |
| they know nothing about me |
| And they talk again |
| they know nothing about me |
| And they won't shut up |
| They don't know anything about me or where I came from or where I went |
| They don't know anything about me or why I'm here or what I experienced |
| They don't know anything about me and yet they think they are judges of what I wrote |
| They don't know the half of the school-age bullying shit |
| Of changing schools, being the novelty and having to swallow again |
| And dream that everything ends |
| Or be another one and that nobody looks at you |
| They don't know anything about me, neither do they know about my family |
| They talk to talk and they don't know anything about what we've had to deal with |
| That my mother fell ill for wanting to give me a better future |
| That my father wakes up when the sun is still sleeping |
| They don't know anything about me |
| They don't know anything about it |
| They know nothing about bullying or what it is to be overweight |
| They don't know what it is that they look at you differently |
| That they laugh even at how you walk |
| How you breathe and look and being hit by instinct |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They say)(Say, Say) |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3 |
| (They talk, they say, nothing, they tell) |
| They say, but they know nothing of what those voices say |
| You can't know me, if we haven't even had a touch... |
| You don't know anything about José |
| You talk about Cyclo and Cyclo |
| There are only speakers, so be careful what you cough |
| A neighborhood boy, in his room he has his sanctuary |
| A pad, a radio, and his dream of being on stage |
| Hours and hours pen in hand writing while taking care of my brother |
| Who would say that it would not be in vain, all those days, winters, summers |
| About melodies, violin, bass drum, snare and piano… |
| Traveling in urban, like a knight with rhymes armed |
| And you can't know all that I've struggled |
| If you haven't stepped where I've been |
| I don't look like Antonio spotted |
| I will continue here even if they think I am exiled |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They say)(Say, Say) |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3 |
| (They talk, they say, nothing, they tell) |
| It advanced every moment but I have a distant memory |
| That if I continue it's because of me, damn it, but see? |
| I love what I do |
| They don't know anything about me and so they spend criticizing |
| That I decide who I get together with, I value whether to continue walking |
| That not everything is as simple as it looks on that cover |
| Because every load today, supposes obstacles every morning |
| And you see that the weight of the world makes us fall, and puts those chains on us |
| Appreciate having someone who understands when you talk alone at dinner |
| Feeling each piece of ours composes what we will be |
| And you don't see them but it's the effort towards music that I learned alone |
| And it's that I don't live without her, I'm not here without her, my life has no meaning |
| And that other people understand it makes them take me with them |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They say)(Say, Say) |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3 |
| (They talk, they say, nothing, they tell) |
| They don't know anything about me, but they dare to judge me |
| They don't know anything about me and yes, today they want to hug me |
| I never dreamed, to be able to arrive, to be able to fly and caress art |
| That has given me life and sometimes has made me sigh |
| They also don't know about me the pain I've suffered in my back |
| Three years almost without walking, fighting for my desire |
| Wanting to give everything and despite everything, today I continue with everything, which, believe me, is not little |
| Looking for the path, separating the stones, sewing my soul that continues in the |
| bankruptcy |
| They don't know anything about me, about this madness that crushes me |
| To see the life of the one who gave my life diminish and that's it |
| Well valued so much, if they don't know the truth |
| You have to know that I don't give a shit, if I lose a game in which I want |
| to be |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They say)(Say, Say) |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3 |
| (They talk, they say, nothing, they tell) |
| They know nothing about loneliness, when you're new in another town |
| They do not know anything about me, nor about what I have been able to cry and shout |
| That I felt guilty and I stayed dead in that hospital |
| That the more time passed I needed more orfidal |
| He doesn't know what it is to be forced to do it, to want to die and leave it |
| Feeling like a failure without being one |
| They don't know a thing I've worked, to get here |
| That I have left my back scrubbing in a bar every week without being able to go out |
| from there |
| They do not know what it is to wear used clothes, from your neighbor, nor do they know anything |
| They do not know what it is to leave your life to achieve it, pursue your dream and forge it |
| And that they close another door for you, be the shame of Spanish rap |
| Because those from above don't get wet and there is an audience that is even worse |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They say)(Say, Say) |
| (they don't know anything about me) |
| (They talk, they say, they start, they count) x3 |
| (They talk, they say, nothing, they tell) |