Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New-Ma , by - Pepper Adams. Song from the album Cool Sounds and New-Ma, in the genre ДжазRelease date: 11.01.2016
Record label: Smith & Co
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New-Ma , by - Pepper Adams. Song from the album Cool Sounds and New-Ma, in the genre ДжазNew-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 |
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Lyrics of the artist's songs: Pepper Adams
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