Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vida Real, artist - Nach. Album song Almanauta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.10.2018
Record label: Universal Music Spain
Song language: Spanish
Vida Real(original) |
Aquí no hay nada ficticio, sólo sacrificio |
¡Ah! |
Bienvenido a la Vida Real |
La música plasma la vida que sientes |
Tu mente y tu entorno |
Sólo te informo que tantos adornos no tapan tu fondo |
Todos notan que les mientes |
Sé diferenciar al real, me da igual lo que vende |
Mismas temáticas siempre |
Harto de ver en el rap |
Niños de papá que me enseñan los dientes (¡ah!) |
Son delincuentes sin cargos |
Paso de largo y me ponen a caldo (sigo) |
Yo sin embargo no sé si me salgo |
Si hablo, es de lo que yo vivo (Real) |
Sé que mis fans están ready |
No quieren tus pelis, tu palabra estéril |
Ellos me buscan a mí |
Mi lírica es heavy, da golpes igual que Daredevil |
Mi crítico es mi corazón, él siempre lleva razón y lo escucho |
No tanto a chuchos que ladran mucho |
Luego se esconden siguiendo el cartucho |
¡Ratatata! |
disparo verdades |
Letras asesinas son pura toxina que puede matar o salvar |
Tú ven a probar medicina pa' locos de atar (¡bah!) |
Hostias de realismo |
Más pasión que Cristo |
Si cada canción es como una oración en la que me desvisto |
Escribo si existo, supero imprevistos |
Sé que el Hip-Hop me quitó las esposas |
Y me enseñó cosas que ellos no han visto |
¡Vida real, vida real! |
Nada ficticio, sólo sacrificio, es la vida real |
¡Vida real, vida real! |
No sabes nada de qué va este oficio, es la vida real |
¡Vida real, vida real! |
Nada ficticio, sólo sacrificio, es la vida real |
¡Vida real, vida real! |
No sabes nada de qué va este oficio, es la vida real |
Pongo la tele, su mierda me absorbe |
Siempre son los mismos bordes |
Pongo la radio, nada que me asombre |
Siempre los mismos acordes |
Se quieren hacer con un nombre |
Antes que ser hombres, ¿así es como van? |
Bajo ese uniforme veo egos enormes |
Tan sólo se esconde otro homeless (¡bah!) |
Moldes idénticos llenan la bolsa |
Quieren el uno en el dorsal |
Porches y pibas en vídeos |
Y luego esos niños conducen un Corsa |
Esto es la vida real ¿Un reality? |
No sé, pero es lo que hay |
Celebrities le quitan peso |
Da igual el proceso, mientras sumen likes |
Vais corriendo a la cripta |
Perdona que insista |
La fama os despista |
Harto de poses y pintas cuando entro en el Insta |
Protagonistas en su propio circus |
Chihuahuas que quieren ser pitbulls |
No se dan cuenta, ¡que va! |
Que el juego del rap es más serio que un ictus |
Así es como veo la escena |
Se queman en breve, les cubre mi nieve |
Metidos en cuatro paredes |
No saben que aquí valen dieces, no nueves |
Reales tuvieron la culpa |
Yo soy de la era del boom-bap |
Cambian los tiempos y nadie me tumba |
¡Mi zurda ya no se disculpa! |
¡Vida real, vida real! |
Nada ficticio, sólo sacrificio, es la vida real |
¡Vida real, vida real! |
No sabes nada de qué va este oficio, es la vida real |
¡Vida real, vida real! |
Nada ficticio, sólo sacrificio, es la vida real |
¡Vida real, vida real! |
No sabes nada de qué va este oficio, es la vida real |
Vida real, vida real, vida real, vida real |
(translation) |
There is nothing fictional here, only sacrifice |
oh! |
Welcome to real life |
Music shapes the life you feel |
Your mind and your environment |
I only inform you that so many decorations do not cover your background |
Everyone notices that you lie to them |
I know how to differentiate the real one, I don't care what it sells |
Same themes always |
Sick of seeing in rap |
Daddy's kids showing me their teeth (ah!) |
They are criminals without charge |
I pass by and they put me on broth (I continue) |
I, however, do not know if I get out |
If I speak, it is what I live for (Real) |
I know my fans are ready |
They don't want your movies, your sterile word |
they look for me |
My lyric is heavy, it hits just like Daredevil |
My critic is my heart, he is always right and I listen to him |
Not so much to dogs that bark a lot |
They then hide by following the cartridge |
Ratatota! |
shot truths |
Killer lyrics are pure toxin that can kill or save |
You come to try medicine for crazy people (bah!) |
wafers of realism |
More passion than Christ |
If each song is like a prayer in which I undress |
I write if I exist, I overcome contingencies |
I know hip-hop got my handcuffs off |
And taught me things they haven't seen |
Real life, real life! |
Nothing fictional, just sacrifice, it's real life |
Real life, real life! |
You don't know anything about this job, it's real life |
Real life, real life! |
Nothing fictional, just sacrifice, it's real life |
Real life, real life! |
You don't know anything about this job, it's real life |
I put on the telly, his shit sucks me in |
They are always the same edges |
I put the radio on, nothing that amazes me |
always the same chords |
They want to do with a name |
Before being men, is this how they go? |
Under that uniform I see huge egos |
Just another homeless hides (bah!) |
Identical molds fill the bag |
They want the one on the bib |
Porches and girls in videos |
And then those kids drive a Corsa |
This is real life. A reality show? |
I don't know, but it is what it is |
Celebrities lose weight |
The process doesn't matter, as long as they add likes |
You run to the crypt |
forgive me for insisting |
Fame misleads you |
Tired of posing and painting when I enter the Insta |
Starring in their own circus |
Chihuahuas who want to be pit bulls |
They don't realize, what's up! |
That the rap game is more serious than a stroke |
This is how I see the scene |
They burn soon, my snow covers them |
stuck in four walls |
They do not know that here they are worth tens, not nines |
Royals were to blame |
I'm from the boom-bap era |
Times change and no one knocks me down |
My lefty no longer apologizes! |
Real life, real life! |
Nothing fictional, just sacrifice, it's real life |
Real life, real life! |
You don't know anything about this job, it's real life |
Real life, real life! |
Nothing fictional, just sacrifice, it's real life |
Real life, real life! |
You don't know anything about this job, it's real life |
Real life, real life, real life, real life |