Translation of the song lyrics En las Calles - Mr. Yosie Locote

En las Calles (original)

Mr. Yosie Locote
Bien loco y cabron
Triste De Nemesis
Puro sureño loco
En las calles me la he vivido
Fui peliando con enemigos
Pa delante desde morrillo
Vato loco gangster
Con el dedo en el gatillo
Bien loco y cabrón a mi me hizo la calle
Desde bien morrillo yo tuve que enfrentarme
Con locos malillas que querían tumbarme
Aunque estaba morro no me temblaba va pelearme
Pobreza, maldad discriminación y hambre
Todo combinado sale un loco maliante
Y yo comprendí a nunca dejarme
Si buscas cabrón yo no pienso disculparte
Nada más chingarte el filo ensartarte
Mira nada más tu cuerpo lleno de sangre
A muy corta edad ya pensaba como grande
Así lo vivi pues yo tuve que enseñarme
La espalda cuidarme y nunca rajarme
Muchos me cansaban para mi feria tumbarme
Ya no soy el morro ahora ya soy grande
Todos me respetan porque les partí su madre
Nada más escucha cómo suena la escopeta
Caiga la chapeta por leva come banqueta
Puro lado sur lo que controla y revienta
Mi mente está loca el gatillo y no la piensa
En las calles me la he vivido
Fui peliando con enemigos
Pa delante desde morrillo
Vato loco gangster
Con el dedo en el gatillo
Mirame bien en los ojos
Si quieres saber quien esta en control
Soy un conejo de rápido
Acabando con todo caracol
Debajo de árbol los dejó colgados
Pues soy ese vago desago deformó
Devoró enemigos con flows y plomo
Dos te pongo atrás del lomo
Como carnívoro los destrozo
Tomaran fotos de sus rostros
Desfigurado por el monstro
Que retaron y los mato
No saben que soy de las calles
Mientras ustedes no salen
Baboso de casa no sales
Y mi vida es más dura
Que la tiradera de Remik Gonzalez
Y el Maniako puestos juntos
Y no es justo que presuntos
Pandilleros sean putos
En matarme por detras
So I’mma flip it and mark their ass
When they see me pass with a double strap
And word to mine they paralyze or run outside
Porque saben que rifo southside
Y saben que hay
So quien quiere pedo and dance with the devil
Cuando mi dedo afloje el gatillo
Y quedes abajo como pendejo en sementerio
Y esto no es rap es un consejo
En las calles me la he vivido
Fui peliando con enemigos
Pa delante desde morrillo
Vato loco gangster
Con el dedo en el gatillo

En las Calles (translation)

Mr Yosie Locote
Very crazy and bastard
Sad Of Nemesis
pure mad southerner
I have lived it in the streets
I was fighting with enemies
Pa in front from morrillo
vato loco gangster
With your finger on the trigger
Very crazy and bastard, the street made me
From well morrillo I had to face
With crazy malillas who wanted to knock me down
Although I was on my face, I didn't tremble, I'm going to fight
Poverty, evil discrimination and hunger
All combined comes out a crazy Maliante
And I understood to never leave myself
If you're looking for a bastard, I'm not going to apologize
Nothing more than fuck the edge to skewer you
Just look at your body full of blood
At a very young age I already thought I was big
That's how I lived it because I had to teach myself
The back take care of me and never crack me
Many tired me for my fair to lie down
I'm not the nose anymore, now I'm big
They all respect me because I broke their mother
Just listen to how the shotgun sounds
Drop the clapper by cam eat bench
Pure south side what controls and busts
My mind is crazy the trigger and does not think about it
I have lived it in the streets
I was fighting with enemies
Pa in front from morrillo
vato loco gangster
With your finger on the trigger
Look me right in the eyes
If you want to know who's in control
I'm a fast rabbit
Ending all snail
Under the tree he left them hanging
Well, I am that vague deformed desago
Devoured enemies with flows and lead
Two I put you behind the loin
As a carnivore I destroy them
They will take pictures of their faces
Disfigured by the monster
that they challenged and I killed them
They don't know I'm from the streets
As long as you don't go out
Slimy from home you don't go out
And my life is harder
That the tiradera of Remik Gonzalez
And the Maniako put together
And it is not fair that alleged
gangsters be putas
in killing me from behind
So I'mma flip it and mark their ass
When they see me pass with a double strap
And word to mine they paralyze or run outside
Because they know that I rifo southside
and they know there is
So who wants to fart and dance with the devil
When my finger loosens the trigger
And you stay down like an asshole in the graveyard
And this is not rap, it's advice
I have lived it in the streets
I was fighting with enemies
Pa in front from morrillo
vato loco gangster
With your finger on the trigger