Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song En Honor A La Verdad, artist - Vico-C
Date of issue: 21.04.2016
Song language: Spanish
En Honor A La Verdad(original) |
En honor a la verdad |
Aunque la verdad duela |
Echo |
En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar |
El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar |
Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental |
Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar |
En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar |
El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar |
Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental |
Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar |
Y tu que me decias que ya no servia |
Que te creias que ya no venia |
Y pues, aqui esta la mia |
Y no te pongas a hablar de tonterias |
Voy a orientar a los que pensaron que el kiosko se me caia |
Sus opiniones son manipuladas por noticias |
Por eso es que cuando me ven me miran con malicia |
Observandome a los ojos se quedan pegao' |
A ver si los tengo apagao' o medios colorao' |
Pa' sealarme cuando este en tarima |
Sin averiguar si es conjuntivitis lo que tengo encima |
Y no me puedo permitir que me ponga flaco |
Porque me acusan de tecato si no estoy barraco |
Se creen que no puedo cantarles con intelecto |
Porque he estado en la carcel y no soy perfecto |
Y ahora me tiran con un caon |
Pero el que este libre de pecado que me zumbe el primer peon |
El hecho de mi problema sea publico |
No quiere decir que fallando soy el unico |
Si la diferencia entre tu y yo |
Es que mis cosas las riega la comay y las tuyas no |
Brega con eso, me sale de los huesos pal seso |
Ponmela en el centro que le voy a dar por queso |
Y te confieso que con mis liricas hasta el mas lindo queda tieso |
En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar |
El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar |
Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental |
Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar |
En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar |
El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar |
Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental |
Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar |
Con el gobierno estoy de acuerdo |
En la mision contra la musica que mata mi generacion |
Pero mucho ojo, pai, prestame atencion |
Que lo negativo no se graba solamente en reggaeton |
Me acuerdo cuando la patrulla 15 nos canto |
«O lo matas tu, o lo mato yo» |
Y si un rapero canta de dar gatillo |
Nos dan martillo, y nos cierran las puertas con pestillo |
Sencillo, no atacan a los bonitillos |
Aunque Ricky Martin salga en una orgia con un corillo |
Justifican el veneno en un cartillo |
Como Xuxa vistiendo pal papa y cantando pal chiquillo |
Aunque tu tengas titulo de doctor |
Si estas lleno de odio sigues siendo un destructor |
Una bonita imagen no te hace mejor |
Y la Budweiser aunque auspicie los deportes sigue siendo alcohol |
Y a mi disquera que me perdone |
Pero yo pienso que no deberian boycotiar mis expresiones |
Yo se que hay buenas relaciones con las estaciones |
Pero hay veces que hay que ponerse los pantalones |
Y las verdades esplallarlas en la cara |
Y a los que me miden medirlos con la misma bara |
Yo tengo un Dios que siempre me prepara |
Cuando dentro de mi caldero meten la cuchara |
En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar |
El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar |
Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental |
Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar |
En honor a la verdad aqui la voy a montar |
El cielo con la mano no lo pueden tapar |
Que se cuiden, que esto no es accidental |
Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar |
Ah? |
Ah? |
Ah? |
2004, papi! |
Y las verdades esplallarlas en la cara! |
(Que se cuiden) |
Respeta, respeta |
Pero el que este libre de pecado que me zumbe el primer peon! |
(Que se cuiden!) |
Y ahora que van hacer? |
Que con mis liricas hasta el mas lindo queda tieso! |
(Y ahora la contraria quien me va a llevar, ah?) |
(translation) |
In honor of the truth |
Although the truth hurts |
Threw out |
In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it |
They cannot cover the sky with their hands |
Take care, this is not accidental |
And now the opposite who is going to take me |
In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it |
They cannot cover the sky with their hands |
Take care, this is not accidental |
And now the opposite who is going to take me |
And what did you tell me that it was no longer useful? |
What did you think was not coming anymore? |
And well, here is mine |
And don't start talking about nonsense |
I am going to guide those who thought that the kiosk fell |
Their opinions are manipulated by news |
That's why when they see me they look at me with malice |
Observing my eyes they stay glued |
Let's see if I have them turned off or red media |
Pa' signal me when I'm on stage |
Without finding out if it is conjunctivitis that I have on me |
And I can't afford to get skinny |
Because they accuse me of tecato if I'm not barraco |
They think I can't sing to them with intellect |
Cause I've been in jail and I'm not perfect |
And now they shoot me with a cannon |
But whoever is free from sin let the first pawn buzz me |
The fact of my problem is public |
It does not mean that failing I am the only one |
If the difference between you and me |
It's that my things are watered by the comay and not yours |
Deal with that, it comes out of my bones pal brain |
Put it in the center I'm going to give it for cheese |
And I confess to you that with my lyrics even the cutest one is left stiff |
In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it |
They cannot cover the sky with their hands |
Take care, this is not accidental |
And now the opposite who is going to take me |
In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it |
They cannot cover the sky with their hands |
Take care, this is not accidental |
And now the opposite who is going to take me |
With the government I agree |
In the mission against the music that kills my generation |
But be careful, daddy, pay attention to me |
That the negative is not only recorded in reggaeton |
I remember when patrol 15 sang to us |
"Either you kill him, or I kill him" |
And if a rapper sings of giving trigger |
They give us a hammer, and they lock the doors on us |
Simple, they don't attack the bonitillos |
Although Ricky Martin goes out in an orgy with a group |
They justify the poison in a cartillo |
Like Xuxa dressing for the papa and singing for the kid |
Even if you have a doctor's degree |
If you are full of hate you are still a destroyer |
A pretty picture doesn't make you better |
And the Budweiser although it sponsors sports is still alcohol |
And to my label to forgive me |
But I think they shouldn't boycott my expressions |
I know there are good relationships with the seasons |
But there are times when you have to put on your pants |
And the truths smash them in the face |
And to those who measure me I measure them with the same rod |
I have a God who always prepares me |
When inside my cauldron they put the spoon |
In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it |
They cannot cover the sky with their hands |
Take care, this is not accidental |
And now the opposite who is going to take me |
In honor of the truth, here I am going to assemble it |
They cannot cover the sky with their hands |
Take care, this is not accidental |
And now the opposite who is going to take me |
huh? |
huh? |
huh? |
2004, daddy! |
And smash the truths in the face! |
(Let them take care) |
Respect, respect |
But whoever is free from sin let the first pawn buzz me! |
(Watch out!) |
And now what are they going to do? |
That with my lyrics even the cutest is stiff! |
(And now the opposite who is going to take me, huh?) |