Translation of the song lyrics Efectos Vocales - Nach

Efectos Vocales (original)

Trabaja, plasma las palabras, hazlas balas
Atrapa ráfagas, sal, machaca cada sala
Ladra hasta rasgar la garganta
Saca las garras, las armas
Las gradas harán palmas
La fama tarda, patán, jamás hallarás paz
Amargas caras largas arrastran la maldad
Andarás a rastras, pagarás caras las cagadas
Las carcajadas sabrán saladas
Tras, tantas trampas, tras, tanta jarana
Tantas falsas alabanzas, tras, tantas caladas
Tantas almas traspasadas para alcanzar la calma
Tantas pájaras, Nach manda fantasmas al Sáhara
Charlas baratas taladran hasta dar arcadas
Parrafadas flacas acabarán mal paradas
Tan malas para masacrar, para ganar batallas
Apartadas, a patadas, atrapadas hasta dar la talla
Canalla, vas a dar la campanada, para nada
Camaradas harán manada para achantar
Hasta cantarás baladas para agradar a las masas
Salta pa casa, cansas ya
«¿Increíble, verdad?
Pero no nos vamos a quedar ahí.
Aumentaremos la dificultad
de reacción.
El sujeto es frío y ni se inmuta.
Parece confiado.
Vamos a ver
cómo se comporta ahora.
Pasemos a la siguiente exposición.
Fase de la
experimentación número 2. Nivel de dificultad 8. Vocal O»
Yo no compongo con porros
Solo pongo ron o fonk
Propongo colocón como colofón
Formo monólogos, todos los bolos son hornos
Os toco con chorros sonoros, colosos como Concords
Lo corroboro, controlo todos los modos
Conozco todos los logros
Coloco todos los coros, mongolos
No clono, no soborno, sólo lo gozo, lo rompo
Como Rocco os follo pronto
No corono robots con flow monótono
Pochos son como plomo
Yo floto por los tonos como corcho
No dono, cloroformo
Formo los cosmos, los combos
Son gordos, los bombos son hondos, tochos
Yo, monto gordos pollos con otros locos
Nosotros somos orcos, vosotros potros cojos
Foros con forofos flojos
Os jodo con condón, con don, compón como yo costoso
No otorgo socorro, os soplo como polvo
Os borro, bobos, os broto dolor por to’s los poros
Provoco ojos rojos por sollozos sordos
¡Ohó!
todo con Os, ¡lo bordo!
«Nunca habíamos dado con un sujeto así.
Su capacidad parece ilimitada.
Permanezcan tranquilos, por favor.
Vamos a aumentar la dosis de dificultad al
máximo.
Nadie ha conseguido nunca superar esta etapa, repito, nadie.
Fase de la exposición número 3. Nivel de dificultad 10. Vocal E»
Ver gente decente perecer me estremece
Le Pen es el germen, el PP merece el trece
Mequetrefes venden 3 CD’s, ¿qué se creen?
Se creen jefes de este Edén, ¡Que les den!
¡Herejes!
Deben entender que defenderme es querer perder
¿Pretenden vencerme en este set?
Seré Federer
Empecé desde el retrete, enterré el estrés
En el presente el referente es el Everest, creedme
El eje es tener fe
Seres que deseen que enferme, desespérense
Pretenden que me estrelle, que frene este tren exprés
Temen ver que este LP es el best seller del mes
¡Ves!
Que el deber de entretener me pertenece
En deber encender mentes dementes que ennegrecen
¡Respétenme!
Dejen de verter pestes
Seres terrestres ven que me elevé entre entes celestes
Verme envejecer, ceder, ¡never!
Men, métele el reverb
Que recen emecés de Feber
Me repelen peleles enclenques
Rehenes del tembleque decrecen en frente de este jeque
«Es impresionante.
El sujeto ha superado todas las pruebas y su ritmo cardíaco
ni siquiera se ha acelerado.
Por favor, manténganse tranquilos.
Que no cunda el
pánico.
Estamos ante uno de los momentos más espectaculares en la historia del
rap en este país.
Este hijo de puta es capaz de todo»

(translation)

Work, shape the words, make them bullets
Catch bursts, get out, smash every room
Barks until the throat is ripped
Take out the claws, the weapons
The stands will clap
Fame takes time, jerk, you will never find peace
Bitter long faces drag evil
You will drag, you will pay dearly for the shit
The laughs will taste salty
After, so many traps, after, so much revelry
So many false praises, after, so many puffs
So many pierced souls to reach calm
So many birds, Nach sends ghosts to the Sahara
Cheap talks drill to gag
Skinny tirades will end badly
So bad to slaughter, to win battles
Pushed aside, kicked out, caught up to size
Scoundrel, you are going to give the bell, not at all
Comrades will make herd to chase down
You'll even sing ballads to please the masses
Jump home, you're already tired
"Incredible true?
But we are not going to stay there.
We will increase the difficulty
of reaction.
The guy is cold and emotionless.
He seems confident.
We'll see
how he behaves himself now.
Let's move on to the next exposure.
phase of the
experimentation number 2. Difficulty level 8. Vowel O»
I do not compose with joints
I only put rum or fonk
I propose high as a climax
I form monologues, all bowling are ovens
I play you with sound jets, colossi like Concords
I check it, I control all modes
I know all the achievements
I place all the choirs, mongols
I don't clone, I don't bribe, I just enjoy it, I break it
Like Rocco I fuck you soon
I do not crown robots with monotonous flow
Pochos are like lead
I float through the tones like cork
I don't donate, chloroform
I form the cosmos, the combos
They are fat, the bass drums are deep, billets
I, I ride fat chickens with other crazy people
We are orcs, you lame foals
Forums with lazy fans
I fuck you with a condom, with a gift, compose like me expensive
I do not grant succor, I blow you like dust
I erase you, fools, I sprout pain through all your pores
I cause red eyes from muffled sobs
Oh!
everything with Os, I board it!
“We had never found such a subject.
His capacity of him seems limitless.
Stay calm, please.
We are going to increase the dose of difficulty by
maximum.
No one has ever managed to overcome this stage, I repeat, nobody.
Exhibition phase number 3. Difficulty level 10. Vocal E»
Seeing decent people perish makes me shudder
Le Pen is the germ, the PP deserves thirteen
Whippers sell 3 CD's, what do they think?
They think they are bosses of this Eden, fuck them!
Heretics!
They must understand that defending me is wanting to lose
Do you intend to beat me in this set?
I will be Federer
I started from the toilet, I buried the stress
In the present the reference is Everest, believe me
The axis is to have faith
Beings who want me to get sick, despair
They want me to crash, to stop this express train
They are afraid to see that this LP is the best seller of the month
You see!
That the duty to entertain belongs to me
In duty ignite insane minds that blacken
Respect me!
Stop pouring pests
Terrestrial beings see that I rose among celestial entities
See me grow old, give in, never!
Men, put the reverb on it
Let them pray emeces de Feber
I'm repelled by skinny wimps
Hostages of trembling decrease in front of this sheikh
"Is awesome.
Subject has passed all tests and his heart rate
it hasn't even sped up.
Please stay calm.
that does not spread
panic.
We are facing one of the most spectacular moments in the history of the
rap in this country.
This son of a bitch is capable of anything»