Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Conspira , by - Tempo. Release date: 18.11.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Conspira(original) |
| La ambición te va a llevar a la ruina, Pina conspira |
| Si conspiras vas a sentir el peso de mi ira |
| Con corillos tira' y tú manda' a que le tiren al Buddha |
| Vas a terminar yendo a 'onde los guardias a pedir ayuda |
| Tan grande y tan bobo, Tempo no anda solo, manganzón |
| El nene de papi (Mah), zendo lechón |
| Buddha te da clases y Sory el culo te rompe |
| Y lo que gastan adicto', es que tus cantantes son prom theme |
| Ninguno me impresiona (Nah) |
| ¿Qué Buddha’s Family no es quien controla? |
| (Ajá) |
| Porque la nébula se monta sola |
| Y estoy apuntando con un laser |
| A Pina, a Lito y al Pola |
| Oh-ouh |
| Ouh-nou |
| Ahora me toca a mí |
| Déjense ver tirando |
| Pero por dentro sienten miedo |
| Tu mundo de hielo lo voy a derretir con fuego |
| Estas sacando pecho, tienes vaqueo sorprendente |
| Porque contra nosotros necesitan más gente |
| Polaco escúchame el crack te pone a alucinar |
| Cállate un rato pa' que no te tengan que asesinar, chico |
| Ahora Lito está fronteando de bichín (Jaja), cuando lo que cobra por cantar es |
| una oferta 'e Burger King |
| Y a ti Pina cabrón, te quedan pocos días de vida por mandar a tus dos alicate' |
| a tirarle al Buddha |
| ¿Has oído hablar de el corillo el Buddha, de casualida'? |
| O es que te estas haciendo el retarda’o mental |
| Despué' no quiero arreglo, nos vamo' personal |
| Y vente así se dañe el genero, no digan que fue por mí (Ajá) |
| Se los dije a las buena' que yo ya tengo mis problema' |
| No mezclen la música con guerras callejera' |
| Si estos dos cabrones se oyeran |
| La mamaera' que tuvieron que hacer de tiraera' (De tiraera') |
| No les quedaba más lirica, que si el culo caga’o |
| Fue que Tempo tiene a Lito y Pola bien clava’o |
| Mama el bicho y aguanten el prom y soporten a Tempo |
| Hagan música, si fuera personal 'tuvieran muertos los dos |
| Porque los dos son hijos míos |
| Y sabes que soy el infierno en tu mundo frio |
| No me asombro con cantantes |
| Me mire por encima de los hombros |
| Pero si monta' nébula yo no respondo |
| Yo soy el Gastam ando revela’o, aunque me va tranquilo |
| Mejor dejen el viaje que tienen conmigo |
| Y mientras siga vivo ni tú ni aquel me la montan |
| Ahora soporta la presión de mi flow y sentirás como corto y te descontrola Pola |
| Y hace temblar a Pina |
| Pongo el control con mis rima' |
| Yo soy un lobo en la avenida dando de que hablar con mis cancione' |
| Don’t fuck mamones |
| O sentirán a los narco-ampone' entrando en acción y aplastando al que se ponga |
| de frente |
| Y a dos o tres cantantes hay que meterle' caliente |
| (translation) |
| Ambition will lead you to ruin, Pina plots |
| If you conspire you will feel the weight of my anger |
| With corillos pull 'and you command' to shoot the Buddha |
| You're going to end up going to the guards to ask for help |
| So big and so stupid, Tempo is not alone, manganzón |
| Daddy's baby (Mah), piglet zendo |
| Buddha gives you classes and Sory breaks your ass |
| And what they spend addict', is that your singers are prom theme |
| None impress me (Nah) |
| Which Buddha's Family is not who controls? |
| (AHA) |
| Because the nebula mounts itself |
| And I'm aiming with a laser |
| To Pina, to Lito and to Pola |
| oh-ooh |
| Ouh-nou |
| Now it's my turn |
| Let yourselves be seen pulling |
| But inside they feel fear |
| I'm going to melt your world of ice with fire |
| You are sticking out your chest, you have surprising vaqueo |
| Because against us they need more people |
| Polish listen to me the crack makes you hallucinate |
| Shut up for a while so they don't have to kill you, boy |
| Now Lito is playing the bichín (Haha), when what he charges for singing is |
| a deal 'e Burger King |
| And you, Piña bastard, you only have a few days to live for sending your two pliers' |
| to shoot the Buddha |
| Have you heard of the buddha corillo, by chance? |
| Or is it that you are doing the mental retardation |
| After 'I don't want to settle, we're going' personal |
| And come so the gender is damaged, don't say it was because of me (Aha) |
| I told them happily 'that I already have my problems' |
| Don't mix music with street wars' |
| If these two bastards heard each other |
| The mamaera' that they had to act as tiraera' (De tiraera') |
| They had no more lyrics left than if their ass shit |
| It was that Tempo has Lito and Pola well nailed |
| Suck the bug and hold on to the prom and hold on to Tempo |
| Make music, if it were personal 'they would both be dead |
| because they are both my children |
| And you know I'm hell in your cold world |
| I am not amazed by singers |
| look over my shoulders |
| But if he rides 'nebula I don't respond |
| I am the Gastam and I am revealed, although I am calm |
| Better leave the trip you have with me |
| And as long as I'm still alive neither you nor that one ride me |
| Now support the pressure of my flow and you will feel how short and Pola makes you lose control |
| And makes Pina tremble |
| I put the control with my rhyme' |
| I am a wolf on the avenue making people talk with my songs |
| Don't fuck suckers |
| Or they will feel the narco-ampone' entering into action and crushing whoever gets |
| head on |
| And two or three singers have to be hot |