Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carta Pal Primo, artist - J Alvarez. Album song Otro Nivel de Musica Reloaded, in the genre Латиноамериканская музыка
Date of issue: 30.04.2012
Record label: On Top of the World
Song language: Spanish
Carta Pal Primo(original) |
Primo estamo' aquí, ¿qué paso?, On Top Of The World |
Vamo a seguir campeando hasta que se nos funda la voz |
Todavia me levanto y pienso |
Si yo mismo voy, cojo una corta y los parto |
Me acuerdo cuando me llevaste pa' 'onde Nelson |
Humildemente buscando progreso |
Ya estamo' aquí, primo se nos dio |
Ahora nos llueven los partys, me está yendo cabrón |
Veo el reflejo de tu cara y me miro en el espejo |
Y me pregunto aunque deje que te mataran |
Así es la vida, como tú me lo decias |
Uno nace hoy pero tiene que morir un día |
Pero que sufrimiento tengo |
Y cada vez que veo tu foto entre las lagrimas me pierdo |
Aquí está Irma, Claudia, aquí estoy yo |
Aquí está Nelson, Montana, y to' el corillo 'e Flow |
El seis de enero se acaba la aprobatoria |
Y el nueve de enero me llevan al primo pa' la gloria |
Quiere decir que hay alguien trabajando puerco |
Quieren que pierda el enfoque y la paz que tengo |
¿Pero quién carajo te va a devolver? |
Ni las prendas ni los carros van a hacerte aparecer |
Yo sueño con el día de volverte a ver |
Vamo' abrir la compañia y nadie nos va detener |
Compre la perra, sí, la que tú me decias |
La del parcho en el ojo, Eniel le puso «Kiria» |
Cuando llegue paso por la barberia |
Sí, pa' que la vea y a la misma vez ponerme al día |
Es que por acá no me recortan como tó |
Yo prefiero esperar aunque este bien pelu |
Mejor me pongo un beanie y sigo andando |
Eso es mierda, tú sabes que estamo' matando |
Estoy grabando pa' sacar el Reloaded |
Ya mismo viene lo tuyo y van a sentir el torque |
No nos dejamos, tú sabes que no jugamos |
Un par de tema pa' la calle y sencillo los matamos |
La canción con Pola' te quedo cabrona |
Ahora a seguir grabando pa' que encuentres bien tu zona |
Así como me decia Nelson |
Que nada está escrito y deja que botes el miedo |
Cuando grabes y te sientas más seguro |
Vas a ver como los temas en la calle rompen culos |
Y ya compre la casa, ahora falta el estudio |
Cuando lo termine tú sabe', primo, que to' eso es tuyo |
Pero la realidad es que ya no estás aquí |
Esto eran un par de cosas que yo te queria decir |
Te quiero y nunca voy a olvidarme de ti |
Te lo juro que nada le va faltar a Mariangely |
El pasaporte lo vamos a sacar |
Vas a trabajar con Luigi que no para de viajar |
Mira, Maribel también te manda saludo |
Ella lo unico que quiere e' que te ponga pa' lo tuyo |
Me acuerdo en tu cara veia el orgullo |
Y que en par de meses tú sabias que venia lo tuyo |
El primer artista de On Top Of The World |
El Negro Kaci', el del flow más cabron |
Si me dejan hago un tema de dos días |
Pa' que sepan lo mucho que te queria |
Aquí está Reyes y aquí está Marisa |
Te manda saludos Irvin, ese mismo, el de Luisa |
Papá Oso y Kiri están aqui conmigo |
Felony me dijo que hay un par de pistas pa' tu estilo |
Me acuerdo cuando tú me decias |
Que estabas cansa’o, que no querias la barberia |
Nos daban por locos, ¿ah, primo mío? |
Ahora hay par de gente que cuando me ven se ven mordi’o |
Filiberto me llamo y me pregunto que no lo cree |
Que cómo fue, dónde fue, y lo que paso |
Y le dije, que al puño tú no está fácil |
Tú sabes como es el primo mío, el viejo Kasi' |
Pero na', seguimos aquí en lo mismo |
Esperando que Montana me traiga un par de ritmo' |
Ya no es lo mismo porque tú no estás |
Pero aqui sigue tu hermano y nunca te voy a olvidar |
(Ya no es lo mismo porque tú no estás |
Pero aqui sigue tu hermano y nunca te voy a olvidar) |
Primo |
On Top Of The World Music |
Anoche me sente yo a pensar |
De como la envidia los mata |
Que alguien se te puede birar |
Que en el más que tú confias a ti te puede guirear |
Anoche me sente yo a pensar |
De como la envidia los mata |
Que alguien se te puede birar |
Que en el más que tú confias a ti te puede guirear |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ooh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ooh |
(translation) |
Cousin we're here, what happened?, On Top Of The World |
We are going to continue campaigning until our voice is founded |
I still get up and think |
If I go myself, I take a short one and cut them |
I remember when you took me to Nelson |
humbly seeking progress |
We're already here, cuz it was given to us |
Now the parties are raining on us, it's going to be a bastard |
I see the reflection of your face and I look at myself in the mirror |
And I wonder if I let them kill you |
This is life, as you told me |
One is born today but has to die one day |
But what suffering I have |
And every time I see your photo among the tears I get lost |
Here is Irma, Claudia, here I am |
Here is Nelson, Montana, and to' el corillo 'e Flow |
On January 6th the approval ends |
And on the ninth of January they take me to the cousin for glory |
He wants to say that there is someone working pig |
They want me to lose the focus and peace that I have |
But who the fuck is going to pay you back? |
Neither clothes nor cars are going to make you appear |
I dream of the day I see you again |
We are going to open the company and nobody is going to stop us |
I bought the bitch, yes, the one that you told me |
The one with the eye patch, Eniel put "Kiria" on it |
When I arrive I go through the barbershop |
Yes, so that I can see it and at the same time catch up |
It's that here they don't cut me like everyone else |
I prefer to wait even though it's fine pelu |
I better put on a beanie and keep walking |
That's shit, you know we're killing |
I'm recording to release the Reloaded |
Yours is coming right now and they're going to feel the torque |
We don't let each other, you know we don't play |
A couple of songs for the street and we simply kill them |
The song with Pola' left you a bitch |
Now to continue recording so that you find your area well |
Just as Nelson told me |
That nothing is written and let you throw away the fear |
When you record and feel safer |
You are going to see how the topics in the street break asses |
And I already bought the house, now the study is missing |
When I finish it, you know, cousin, that all of that is yours |
But the reality is that you're not here anymore |
These were a couple of things that I wanted to tell you |
I love you and I will never forget you |
I swear to you that Mariangely will lack nothing |
We are going to get the passport |
You are going to work with Luigi who does not stop traveling |
Look, Maribel also sends you greetings |
The only thing she wants is to put you on for yours |
I remember in your face I saw the pride |
And that in a couple of months you knew yours was coming |
The first On Top Of The World artist |
El Negro Kaci', the one with the most bastard flow |
If they let me do a two-day theme |
So that they know how much I loved you |
Here is Reyes and here is Marisa |
Greetings Irvin, that same one, Luisa's |
Papa Bear and Kiri are here with me |
Felony told me that there are a couple of tracks for your style |
I remember when you told me |
That you were tired, that you didn't want the barbershop |
They thought we were crazy, eh, my cousin? |
Now there are a couple of people who when they see me they see themselves bitten |
Filiberto called me and I wonder if he doesn't believe it |
That how it was, where it was, and what happened |
And I told him, that the fist is not easy for you |
You know what my cousin is like, old Kasi' |
But na', we are still here in the same |
Waiting for Montana to bring me a couple of rhythm' |
It is no longer the same because you are not |
But your brother is still here and I will never forget you |
(It's not the same anymore because you're not |
But your brother is still here and I will never forget you) |
Cousin |
On Top Of The World Music |
Last night I sat down to think |
How envy kills them |
That someone can steal you |
That the one you trust the most can guide you |
Last night I sat down to think |
How envy kills them |
That someone can steal you |
That the one you trust the most can guide you |
Oh oh oh oh oh |
Oh oh oh oh oh |
Oh oh oh oh oh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ooh |
Oh oh oh oh oh |
Oh oh oh oh oh |
Oh oh oh oh oh |
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, ooh |