Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Son , by - Santa Fe Klan. Release date: 03.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Son , by - Santa Fe Klan. No Son(original) |
| Sé que la vida locota es muy corta |
| Y por eso siempre mando a la verga al chota |
| No me embarro entre la mierda, ladran, pero a mí qué me importa |
| Si ando componiendo con la Santa y toques de mota |
| Pa' bailar taneaba solo, bro |
| Al gallo hay que quemarlo, no se quema solo, no |
| Pa' bailar taneaba solo, bro |
| Al gallo hay que quemarlo, no se quema solo, no |
| (Ra-pa-pa-pa) |
| Unos mencionan que soy un copión |
| Pero así es como mi colonia me enseñó |
| De mirar el ejemplo donde creció |
| Lo vi, me gustó, crecí entre hip hop |
| Hoy todo va por los que comenzaron cuando empecé yo |
| No me salga con cuentos que no son (Que no son) |
| Tengo discos que solo el barrio conoció |
| Tengo amigos que la vida me los convirtió en familia |
| Tengo amigos que me echan de menos todo por la envidia |
| Tengo un puño de raperos ladrándome todavía |
| No salimos en la tele y si salen son las noticias |
| (Yeah, yeh, yeh, rah) |
| De lo que se vive afuera y de lo que pasa |
| Hasta que quede calavera de sustancias |
| Yo nada espero porque la vida es prestada |
| Yo nada les creo, siento que no vive nada |
| Lejos de casa, vamos para arriba |
| Nada nos para, todo nos motiva |
| Ladran y ladran, de frente no tiran |
| Trucha que toda mi bola anda prendida |
| Lejos de casa, vamos para arriba |
| Nada nos para, todo nos motiva |
| Ladran y ladran, de frente no tiran |
| Trucha que toda mi bola anda prendida |
| Y si supieras cómo estoy viviendo yo |
| Tantos chismes nos inventaron y no, no son |
| Y si supiera, no anduviera de hocicón |
| Se dicen ser reales, pero para mí no son |
| Y si supieras cómo estoy viviendo yo |
| Tantos chismes nos inventaron y no, no son |
| Y si supiera, no anduviera de hocicón |
| Se dicen ser reales, pero para mí no son |
| (Rah) |
| En cortinas te hallo los complejos |
| El González por la dere y los contreras como los cangrejos |
| Si dejé la escuela fue pa' no perder mi tiempo a lo pendejo |
| Como el que piensa que puede de lejos |
| Andan generando con mentiras y los dejo |
| Porque su palabra son fantasmas como los de Trejo |
| Si la mierda flota, ¿para qué me quejo? |
| Mejor hasta viejo me festejo, por si un día los dejo |
| Yo que tú me alejo si estás a la vista aquí entre cejo |
| Pero en realidad no soy nadie pa' dar consejos |
| Me la vivo en el disfraz que según ellos me van a quitar |
| Pero no sé cuál dirán, ¿será el pellejo? |
| (Rah) |
| Y es por eso que compito con un pinche espejo |
| Pero si un día tomo un consejo |
| Créeme que puede venir de everybody |
| Pero nunca de mi reflejo |
| Mi sueño no fue ser primero y tampoco poder levantar un trofeo |
| Solo escribí lo que aprendo, cuidando una meta de altura |
| Chaparro como el conejo |
| Sé que la vida locota es muy corta |
| Y por siempre mando a la verga el chota |
| No me embarro entre la mierda, ladran, pero a mí qué me importa |
| Si ando componiendo con la Santa y toques de mota |
| Pa' bailar taneaba solo, bro |
| Al gallo hay que quemarlo, no se quema solo, no |
| Pa' bailar taneaba solo, bro |
| Al gallo hay que quemarlo, no se quema solo, no |
| No suelo hablar de más, solamente lo que es |
| Yo sí canto lo real, ven, si tú lo quieres ver |
| Acostumbrado a perder, es por eso que hoy gané |
| (A huevo) |
| Con sudor y sangre, por esto todo dejé |
| Las ganas sobraron, el gallo prendido |
| En el barrio las rimas fluyeron |
| La calle me ha enseñado, los días me forjaron |
| Como enfermedad sin remedio |
| He perdido familia, amigos, dinero |
| He dado todo lo que tengo |
| Lo único que me importa es hip hop en banquetas |
| (A huevo) |
| Y representar donde vengo |
| Caminando y relatando, así es cómo la vivo |
| Vivo lo que escribo, llevo una vida de grifo |
| Nada de esto es hechizo, siguen los pies en el piso |
| Miles de falla' en camino y seguimos de aguerridos |
| Del barrio salí, pero el barrio lo llevo conmigo |
| No quieras contarme, si así yo también he crecido |
| La humildad no se ha ido, solo sigo en lo mío |
| Solo vivo tranquilo viajando entre el sonido |
| Y si supieras cómo estoy viviendo yo |
| Tantos chismes nos inventaron y no, no son |
| Y si supiera no anduviera de hocicón |
| Se dicen ser reales, pero para mí no son |
| Y si supieras cómo estoy viviendo yo |
| Tantos chismes nos inventaron y no, no son |
| Y si supiera no anduviera de hocicón |
| Se dicen ser reales, pero para mí no son |
| (translation) |
| I know that crazy life is very short |
| And that's why I always send the chota to hell |
| I don't get muddy in the shit, they bark, but what do I care |
| If I'm composing with Santa and touches of mota |
| To dance I danced alone, bro |
| You have to burn the rooster, it doesn't burn by itself, no |
| To dance I danced alone, bro |
| You have to burn the rooster, it doesn't burn by itself, no |
| (Ra-pa-pa-pa) |
| Some mention that I am a copycat |
| But that's how my cologne taught me |
| From looking at the example where he grew up |
| I saw it, I liked it, I grew up with hip hop |
| Today everything goes for those who started when I started |
| Do not leave me with stories that are not (that are not) |
| I have records that only the neighborhood knew |
| I have friends that life turned into family for me |
| I have friends who miss me all because of envy |
| Got a fistful of rappers yapping at me still |
| We don't appear on TV and if they appear it's the news |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, rah) |
| Of what is lived outside and of what happens |
| Until there is a skull of substances |
| I expect nothing because life is borrowed |
| I don't believe them, I feel that nothing lives |
| Away from home, let's go up |
| Nothing stops us, everything motivates us |
| They bark and bark, they don't shoot from the front |
| Trout that all my ball is on |
| Away from home, let's go up |
| Nothing stops us, everything motivates us |
| They bark and bark, they don't shoot from the front |
| Trout that all my ball is on |
| And if you knew how I'm living |
| So many gossips invented us and no, they are not |
| And if I knew, I wouldn't walk with a snout |
| They say they are real, but for me they are not |
| And if you knew how I'm living |
| So many gossips invented us and no, they are not |
| And if I knew, I wouldn't walk with a snout |
| They say they are real, but for me they are not |
| (rah) |
| In curtains I find you the complexes |
| González on the right and the contreras like crabs |
| If I dropped out of school it was so I wouldn't waste my time like an asshole |
| Like the one who thinks he can from afar |
| They are generating with lies and I leave them |
| Because his word of him are ghosts like Trejo's |
| If shit floats, why am I complaining? |
| Better even old I celebrate, in case one day I leave them |
| I would walk away if you were in sight here between eyebrows |
| But in reality I am nobody to give advice |
| I live it in the costume that according to them they are going to take away from me |
| But I don't know which one they will say, will it be the skin? |
| (rah) |
| And that's why I compete with a fucking mirror |
| But if one day I take a piece of advice |
| Trust me it can come from everybody |
| But never from my reflection |
| My dream was not to be first and not to be able to lift a trophy |
| I only wrote what I learn, taking care of a high goal |
| Short as the rabbit |
| I know that crazy life is very short |
| And forever I send the chota to hell |
| I don't get muddy in the shit, they bark, but what do I care |
| If I'm composing with Santa and touches of mota |
| To dance I danced alone, bro |
| You have to burn the rooster, it doesn't burn by itself, no |
| To dance I danced alone, bro |
| You have to burn the rooster, it doesn't burn by itself, no |
| I don't usually talk about more, only what is |
| I do sing what is real, come if you want to see it |
| Used to losing, that's why I won today |
| (Of course) |
| With sweat and blood, for this I left everything |
| The desire was left over, the rooster on |
| In the neighborhood the rhymes flowed |
| The street has taught me, the days forged me |
| Like a hopeless disease |
| I have lost family, friends, money |
| I have given all I have |
| All I care about is hip hop on sidewalks |
| (Of course) |
| And represent where I come from |
| Walking and narrating, this is how I live it |
| I live what I write, I lead a life of a tap |
| None of this is spell, they keep their feet on the floor |
| Thousands of faults on the way and we continue to be brave |
| I left the neighborhood, but I take the neighborhood with me |
| Don't want to tell me, if that's how I've grown too |
| Humility hasn't gone away, I'm just still on my own |
| I only live calmly traveling between the sound |
| And if you knew how I'm living |
| So many gossips invented us and no, they are not |
| And if I knew I wouldn't walk with a snout |
| They say they are real, but for me they are not |
| And if you knew how I'm living |
| So many gossips invented us and no, they are not |
| And if I knew I wouldn't walk with a snout |
| They say they are real, but for me they are not |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| Hip Hop (Caminaré) | 2019 |
| No Me Arrepiento ft. Santa Fe Klan, Neto Peña, Gera MX | 2020 |
| Dinero | 2019 |
| Así Soy | 2020 |
| No Es Tan Facil ft. Yoss Bones | 2018 |
| Yo Seguiré ft. Toser One | 2019 |
| Adicción | 2019 |
| Pa la Guerra | 2017 |
| Hip Hop | 2020 |
| No Llegaré ft. Santa Fe Klan, Zxmyr, Zornoza | 2019 |
| Traficantes | 2017 |
| Cumbia Pandillera | 2017 |
| Marihuana | 2017 |
| Luna Y Mar ft. Ivan Lopez | 2022 |
| Otro 24 | 2019 |
| EL MISMO TREN | 2017 |
| No Tengo Nada | 2019 |
| Pandillero Pero Millonario ft. Santa Fe Klan | 2019 |
| Corazón Flechado | 2017 |
| International Love ft. Santa Fe Klan, Mexican Institute Of Sound | 2021 |