Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New-Ma, artist - Pepper Adams. Album song Cool Sounds and New-Ma, in the genre Джаз
Date of issue: 11.01.2016
Record label: Smith & Co
Song language: Spanish
New-Ma(original) |
Mierda, cada vez hay mas policia en las calles |
para eso sí que hay dinero, no? |
los enemigos del pueblo, cada día más protegidos |
y nosotros, cada día más vigilados. |
Malditos cerdos |
Sangre humeda en la avenida que piso |
es un aviso para que vigile a mis enemigos |
llega la niebla a esta ciudad sin piedad |
trae fantasmas pero de la pasma te escondera |
este sistema es una fabrica de drogadictos |
por el olvido ante el presente que nos han jodido |
que no te engañen el destino es nuestro |
por eso demuestro que me salgo de su camino |
con el machete de la razon abro esta jungla |
se que afuera esta el sol aunque la mierda me cubra |
descampados sucios pero nunca tanto |
como el corazon de quienes nos estan pisando |
creen que estoy acorralado que vencio su plan |
lo llevan claro mi mejor disparon veran |
ostias contra el asfalto me enseñan a ser listo |
si no has abierto los ojos no me digas que me has visto |
(coro) |
esquivando luces azules |
fichados cacheos contra la pared |
ojala se estrellen cuando circulen |
un día a ellos los vamos a detener |
ya no se puede ni caminar tranquilo |
nubla mi cerebro la polucion que respiro |
el alcohol es la sangre de la urbe |
otra noche esquivando luces azules |
otra mañana asqueado deseando |
ver como apuñalan al director del banco |
el presente ruina como el coeficiente intelectual |
de ese rapero que la ignorancia lo hiso triunfar |
viendo esta porqueria se me quitan las ganas |
de escribir poesia, solo canciones cabreadas |
necesito ver a Ahgatha Ruiz De La Prada |
estrangulada con su vestido pa' decirle que monada |
suenan sirenas, no, no van a esposar |
a los que dejaron a tantos niños sin mama o papa |
porque les obligaron a delinquir para que coman |
mientras ellos andan en palacios de bromas |
claro que me repugna, intento vivir de día |
por eso ya es mi amor platonico la luna |
tus ojos son mi mapa, que lejos me iria |
cuando se rompe la coraza y las ostias son mas duras |
(coro) |
Esquivando luces azules |
fichados cacheos contra la pared |
ojala se estrellen cuando circulen |
un día a ellos los vamos a detener |
ya no se puede ni caminar tranquilo |
nubla mi cerebro la polucion que respiro |
el alcohol es la sangre de la urbe |
otra noche esquibando luces azules |
mi adolecencia fue asesinada por yoonkis zombies |
por eso quiero vivir no ser esclavo de un movil |
se de sobras que te odiaran si evolucionas |
joderos mis neuronas no estan en coma |
ve al videoclub, busca mi suicidio en cinta |
encontraras una de tu envidia solo por ti vista |
quisieron que todos me llamaran terrorista |
pero asta la panadera por hablar claro me felicita |
esto es una carcel montar un motin |
cuando seamos libres porfin podre ser feliz de verdad |
no soy un pobre oportunista como Chojin |
lo que escribiste sobre mi es peor que tu rap |
y ya es de decir, te has de jubilar difamas contra castro |
avisa cuando des al pueblo lo que él le a dado |
estoy arto de quienes no se juegan nada |
y critican la lucha armada contra los tiranos |
(coro) |
esquivando luces azules |
fichados cacheos contra la pared |
ojala se estrellen cuando circulen |
un día a ellos los vamos a detener |
ya no se puede ni caminar tranquilo |
nubla mi cerebro la polucion que respiro |
el alcohol es la sangre de la urbe |
otra noche esquivando luces azules |
que no dan color a este cielo negro |
lo obscuresen mas pero al faro veo |
ahora que no paso todos los dias ciego |
odio a los opresores y a los oprimidos quiero |
oculta la placa su cara al olvido |
no me echo para atras que se jodan bien jodidos |
compa no dejes que de ti abusen |
que ilumine nuestra rabia sus luces azules |
(translation) |
Shit, there are more and more police in the streets |
there is money for that, right? |
the enemies of the people, every day more protected |
and us, every day more guarded. |
damn pigs |
Wet blood on the avenue I walk on |
it's a warning to watch out for my enemies |
the fog comes to this city without mercy |
it brings ghosts but it will hide you from the cops |
this system is a factory of drug addicts |
by forgetfulness in the face of the present that they have screwed us |
don't be fooled destiny is ours |
That's why I show that I get out of his way |
with the machete of reason I open this jungle |
I know that the sun is outside even though the shit covers me |
dirty wasteland but never so much |
like the heart of those who are stepping on us |
they think I'm cornered that I beat their plan |
they take it clear my best shot will see |
wafers against asphalt teach me to be smart |
if you haven't opened your eyes don't tell me you've seen me |
(chorus) |
dodging blue lights |
booked frisks against the wall |
I hope they crash when they circulate |
one day we are going to stop them |
you can't even walk in peace anymore |
clouds my brain the pollution I breathe |
alcohol is the blood of the city |
another night dodging blue lights |
another sick morning wishing |
see how they stab the bank manager |
the present ruins as the IQ |
of that rapper that ignorance made him succeed |
seeing this crap makes me want |
of writing poetry, only pissed off songs |
I need to see Ahgatha Ruiz De La Prada |
strangled with her dress to tell her how cute |
sirens sound, no, they are not going to handcuff |
to those who left so many children without a mom or dad |
because they forced them to commit crimes so that they would eat |
while they walk in palaces of jokes |
Of course it disgusts me, I try to live by day |
That's why the moon is already my platonic love |
your eyes are my map, how far I would go |
when the shell breaks and the ostias are harder |
(chorus) |
dodging blue lights |
booked frisks against the wall |
I hope they crash when they circulate |
one day we are going to stop them |
you can't even walk in peace anymore |
clouds my brain the pollution I breathe |
alcohol is the blood of the city |
another night dodging blue lights |
my adolescence was killed by yoonkis zombies |
That's why I want to live, not be a slave to a mobile |
I know they will hate you if you evolve |
fuck my neurons are not in a coma |
go to the video store, find my suicide on tape |
you will find one of your envy only for you sight |
they wanted everyone to call me a terrorist |
but even the baker for speaking out congratulates me |
this is a prison to mount a riot |
when we are finally free I can be really happy |
I'm not a poor opportunist like Chojin |
what you wrote about me is worse than your rap |
and that is to say, you have to retire defames against castro |
warn when you give the people what they have given |
I'm tired of those who don't play anything |
and criticize the armed struggle against the tyrants |
(chorus) |
dodging blue lights |
booked frisks against the wall |
I hope they crash when they circulate |
one day we are going to stop them |
you can't even walk in peace anymore |
clouds my brain the pollution I breathe |
alcohol is the blood of the city |
another night dodging blue lights |
that do not give color to this black sky |
they darken it more but I see the lighthouse |
Now that I don't spend every day blind |
I hate the oppressors and I love the oppressed |
the plate hides its face to oblivion |
I don't back down, fuck them well, fuck them |
compa do not let them abuse you |
let our rage illuminate its blue lights |