
Date of issue: 19.04.2018
Song language: Spanish
Curiosity(original) |
See dem nuh hot like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Mira que penita que fatal casuality |
Otro gato se mató por no tener curiosity |
Dem nuh cool like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Mira que fatiga que fatal casuality |
Otro gato, mato, mato, mato… |
Boom biddy bye bye, otro kitty cat cae en la city |
No le recuerda ni un graffiti |
Humo de un piti, se evaporó |
It´s a pity, boy! |
dime en que se quedó |
Si no hay jugo no hay juego |
Oh no bro I gotta go so déjalo para luego |
Everyday struggling, get da gravy |
Just hustling para salir daily |
Yo! |
Hip Hop it don’t stop |
Hard work baby, yes this is why we hot! |
Disciplina, chefs en la cocina |
Cortando beats como cocaína hasta tu esquina |
Mira el corte es puro, bro |
Nadie imagina, es duro hacerlo pro |
Un minuto arriba, luego al otro |
¡Prpo prpo prpo prpo po! |
Listen up! |
see, industry is da killah |
MCs take shots like tequila |
El público vigila y si pierden pila |
Raperos se quedan hablando solos como Gila |
Word up! |
murder! |
No hay testigos |
Nadie se acuerda, estás solo amigo |
Resonaban allá en las gradas ¡Word up! |
Suelen decir que soy distinto pero llámame experto |
Para nada un dejado ni un vago en esto |
Pesca el texto y contempla el nexo |
Entre sacrificio y esfuerzo les doy placer como el sexo |
Wake up, el raro ha vuelto soy su lata de Tab |
La doy bien no pienso parar de joder jamás |
Soy un hacha que os despacha |
No me hace sombra ni el Burj Khalifa así que agacha |
Son punchlines a escala 1: 1 |
Meyer Sound Humano me llaman |
Porque sin mi vuestros conciertos son nada |
See dem nuh hot like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Mira que penita que fatal casuality |
Otro gato se mató por no tener curiosity |
Dem nuh cool like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Mira que fatiga que fatal casuality |
Otro gato, mato, mato, mato… |
Más de veinte años llevo en esto del Hip Hop |
Y va pasando el tiempo y va corriendo ese tic tac |
Me conformo sólo cuando siento ese feedback |
Entre el público y yo, engordo el beat como un Big Mac |
Que enigma me salen flows como un estigma |
Still Magnatic NCs su paradigma |
Es la misma historia de siempre con otro prisma |
Tu orgullo quiere desacreditar mi carisma |
Oh! |
pero si tú eras mi fan |
Hoy hablas mierda de mi para poder ganarte el pan |
Tú nunca has sido un MC, sólo has sido un charlatán |
Shabu One Shant, Quilate y el Cap, saluden al capitán |
Oh no, no viene de últimamente |
Todo lo que hago es recitado para mi gente |
Tengo siempre en mente veinte estilos diferentes |
A veces lloro sangre otras disparo fuego ardiente |
Tú has perdido el mojo en busca de una blow job |
Has caído en el hoyo, sigo teniendo flow yo |
Pan para hoy y hambre para mañana |
Yo observando los sueños que pasan bajo mi ventana |
Tantas noches en vela escribiendo hasta la madrugada |
Soñando despierto, los ojos abiertos, la boca cerrada |
Yo de pequeño no tuve nada de nada |
Hoy me llueven las musas del cielo que hay bajo la almohada |
See dem nuh hot like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Mira que penita que fatal casuality |
Otro gato se mató por no tener curiosity |
Dem nuh cool like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
(translation) |
See dem nuh hot like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Look what a pity what a fatal coincidence |
Another cat killed itself for not having curiosity |
Dem nuh cool like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Look how tiring what a fatal coincidence |
Another cat, kill, kill, kill... |
Boom biddy bye bye, another kitty cat falls in the city |
Doesn't remind him of a graffiti |
Smoke from a piti, it evaporated |
It's a pity, boy! |
tell me where she stayed |
If there is no juice there is no game |
Oh no bro I gotta go so save it for later |
Everyday struggling, get da gravy |
Just hustling to get out daily |
I! |
Hip Hop it don't stop |
Hard work baby, yes this is why we hot! |
Discipline, chefs in the kitchen |
Cutting beats like cocaine to your corner |
Look at the cut it's pure, bro |
Nobody imagines, it is hard to do it |
One minute up, then the next |
Prpo prpo prpo prpo po! |
Listen up! |
see, industry is da killah |
MCs take shots like tequila |
The public watches and if they lose battery |
Rappers are left talking to themselves like Gila |
Word up! |
murder! |
no witnesses |
Nobody remembers, you are alone friend |
They resounded there in the stands Word up! |
They usually say that I am different but call me an expert |
Not at all a left or a bum in this |
Fish the text and behold the nexus |
Between sacrifice and effort I give them pleasure like sex |
Wake up, the weirdo is back I'm your can of Tab |
I give it well I don't plan to stop fucking ever |
I am an ax that dispatches you |
I can't even be shadowed by the Burj Khalifa so duck |
They are 1:1 scale punchlines |
Meyer Sound Human they call me |
Because without me your concerts are nothing |
See dem nuh hot like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Look what a pity what a fatal coincidence |
Another cat killed itself for not having curiosity |
Dem nuh cool like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Look how tiring what a fatal coincidence |
Another cat, kill, kill, kill... |
More than twenty years I have been in this Hip Hop |
And time goes by and that ticking ticks by |
I settle only when I feel that feedback |
Between me and the audience, I put on the beat like a Big Mac |
What an enigma I get flows like a stigma |
Still Magnatic NCs his paradigm |
It's the same old story with another prism |
Your pride wants to discredit my charisma |
Oh! |
but if you were my fan |
Today you talk shit about me to earn your bread |
You've never been an MC, you've just been a chatterbox |
Shabu One Shant, Quilate and the Cap, say hello to the captain |
Oh no, it's not coming lately |
All I do is recited for my people |
I always have twenty different styles in mind |
Sometimes I cry blood other times I shoot burning fire |
You have lost the mojo in search of a blow job |
You have fallen into the hole, I still have flow |
Bread for today and hunger for tomorrow |
Me observing the dreams that pass under my window |
So many sleepless nights writing until dawn |
Daydreaming, eyes open, mouth closed |
When I was little I had nothing at all |
Today the muses from heaven that are under the pillow rain down on me |
See dem nuh hot like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Look what a pity what a fatal coincidence |
Another cat killed itself for not having curiosity |
Dem nuh cool like we |
Oh no 'cos dem nuh search like we |
Name | Year |
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Illpack 2: Hijos de Kubrick ft. Capaz | 2007 |
Illpack ft. Capaz | 2005 |