Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Arte Callejero, artist - Tres Coronas. Date of issue: 11.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Spanish
Arte Callejero(original) |
| For my niggas still represent the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón |
| Yo! |
| Puro arte callejero represento |
| P.N.O: |
| We shoot the poison arrow |
| But never keep a fully loaded barrel |
| When it comes to battle |
| You see the shadow the gun disparo |
| Cuidado no es que me las de de malo |
| Quiero dejar en claro mi talento es Creativo parecido a Pizarro |
| Es el arte predominado hardcore |
| Graffiti letras poéticas expresadas con honor |
| No cualquiera puede dominar microphone |
| Se trata de sudor pasión y tener el don |
| Yo~ |
| Es la cultura |
| Una adicción segura |
| Donde se expresa la vida dura, en murales |
| Y también escrituras |
| Yo~ |
| Grafitiando en los metros |
| Grafitiando en ciudades |
| Para marcar un nombre con estilo en las calles |
| Son cualidades |
| Coger micrófonos |
| Escupir verdades romper instrumentales |
| Y grafitiar inmensidades, c |
| Aracterísticas, artísticas del break grafitero o mic |
| The strike is always ready to fight |
| Estar preparado ser un lirico estudiado |
| Un pintor bien formado y dejar los críticos callados, bravos |
| Esto es fenomenal bestial |
| De mis entrañas con ganas hip hop vendaval |
| For my niggas still represent the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón |
| Yo! |
| Puro arte callejero represento |
| For my niggas still represent the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón |
| Yo! |
| Puro arte callejero represento |
| ROCCA: |
| Yo represento el arte callejero |
| Lo llevo por dentro de mi cuero |
| Mira mis manos y veras la marca que dejo el micrófono |
| Voy tantos años escupiendo plomo |
| No como aquí cuentos de nadie |
| Soy veterano en el negocio, no hay quien me pare |
| Dispare su lírica, compare |
| Compadre, lo dejo en bola y lo devuelvo pa su madre |
| Es puro hay que ser fuerte con la vida que escogí |
| Vivo en apuros |
| Cuantos duros caen en cuatro muros |
| No hay frontera ni ninguna barrera que pueda frenar mi carrera |
| R.A.P, hasta que me muera |
| Pinto este mundo con mis versos |
| Soy como un graffiti en las calles |
| Incomprendido marginado uno de esos ilegales |
| Si no sabes quien soy yo |
| Con mi flo |
| Mi nombre, se lo grabo |
| Rompo acá bogota parís nueva york en meta |
| Tres coronas |
| Tal una inyección de hormonas |
| Sin normas |
| Oyes mi rap y te deformas |
| Consumo tanto hip hop que lo sudo |
| Te dejo mudo |
| Yo cargo el rap como un escudo |
| Esta en mis venas |
| Olvido sufrimiento y penas críticas ajenas apenas me prendo que te quemas |
| For my niggas still representing the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón |
| Yo! |
| Puro arte callejero represento |
| For my niggas still representing the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón |
| Yo! |
| Puro arte callejero represento |
| Represento el arte callejero |
| Ya sabe los verdaderos |
| Yeah |
| Tres Coronas |
| Grimteam |
| Aja~ |
| My nigga, Chase |
| Aja~ |
| Cayecos |
| Jeje |
| P.N.O |
| Paris, Nueva York |
| Bogota, Colombia |
| Tres Coronas, Baby |
| Aja~ |
| We’re representing |
| Ya sabe como es |
| Reychesta |
| Los verdaderos |
| (translation) |
| For my niggas still represent the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas that have this in the pure Heart |
| I! |
| Pure street art I represent |
| P.N.O: |
| We shoot the poison arrow |
| But never keep a fully loaded barrel |
| When it comes to battle |
| You see the shadow the gun shot |
| Be careful, it's not that they're bad for me |
| I want to make it clear that my talent is Creative similar to Pizarro |
| It is the art predominated hardcore |
| Graffiti poetic letters expressed with honor |
| Not everyone can master microphone |
| It's about sweat passion and having the gift |
| I~ |
| It's the culture |
| a safe addiction |
| Where hard life is expressed, in murals |
| And also scriptures |
| I~ |
| Graffiti on the subways |
| graffiti in cities |
| To brand a name in style on the streets |
| are qualities |
| catch microphones |
| Spit truths break instrumentals |
| And graffiti immensities, c |
| Characteristics, artistic break graffiti or mic |
| The strike is always ready to fight |
| Be prepared be a studied lyricist |
| A well-trained painter and leave the critics silent, bravos |
| This is phenomenal beastly |
| From my guts eager hip hop gale |
| For my niggas still represent the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas that have this in the pure Heart |
| I! |
| Pure street art I represent |
| For my niggas still represent the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas that have this in the pure Heart |
| I! |
| Pure street art I represent |
| ROCKA: |
| I represent street art |
| I carry it inside my leather |
| Look at my hands and you will see the mark left by the microphone |
| I've been spitting lead for so many years |
| Not as here stories of anyone |
| I am a veteran in the business, there is no one to stop me |
| Shoot your lyrics, compare |
| Compadre, I leave him in a ball and return him to his mother |
| It's pure you have to be strong with the life I chose |
| I live in trouble |
| How many hard fall in four walls |
| There is no border or any barrier that can stop my career |
| R.A.P, until I die |
| I paint this world with my verses |
| I'm like graffiti on the streets |
| Misunderstood outcast one of those illegals |
| If you don't know who I am |
| with my flo |
| My name, I record it |
| I break here bogota paris new york in goal |
| three crowns |
| Maybe a hormone injection |
| no rules |
| You hear my rap and you deform |
| I consume so much hip hop that I sweat it |
| I leave you speechless |
| I carry rap like a shield |
| It's in my veins |
| I forget the suffering and criticism of others as soon as I notice that you burn |
| For my niggas still representing the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas that have this in the pure Heart |
| I! |
| Pure street art I represent |
| For my niggas still representing the real hardcore |
| For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls |
| For my niggas that have this in the pure Heart |
| I! |
| Pure street art I represent |
| I represent street art |
| You already know the real ones |
| yeah |
| three crowns |
| Grimteam |
| Aha~ |
| My nigga, Chase |
| Aha~ |
| Cayecos |
| He he |
| P.N.O |
| Paris, New York |
| Bogota Colombia |
| Three Crowns, Baby |
| Aha~ |
| We're representing |
| you know how it is |
| Reychesta |
| the real ones |