Lyrics of Para Mi Barrio (Feat. Tony Touch And D'Mingo) - Vico-C, Tony Touch, D'Mingo

Para Mi Barrio (Feat. Tony Touch And D'Mingo) (original)

Tony Touch: Tony Touch!
Right here with my man, Vico C!
D’Mingo!
Dimelo pai', dímelo!
CORO:
D’Mingo: Para mi barrio
Para mi gente de barrio
Tony Touch: We gon' take this one to the hood!
D’Mingo: Con mucha inspiración Y mucha dedicación
Tony Touch: Spanish Harlem, Que es lo que hay?
D’Mingo: Para mi barrio Para mi gente de barrio
Tony Touch: La Marqueta!
D’Mingo: Con mucha inspiración Y mucha dedicación
Tony Touch: Bounce way, come on!
Vico C: Soy yo, la Vieja Guardia, la Guardia Vieja
Y ahora tu que vas a hacer, que traspase la reja?
Estoy libre, seguro y nada me acompleja
Que tengo lírica que bien acribillao' los deja
So comadreja, oye lo que es un bembe
Que unos tienen su tumbao y otros tienen su hache
Pero yo vengo cristo céntrico y verlo a usted
Que no se note a la una y se muera a la tres
Como lo ves ahora vengo con la decisión
De hacerlos presa con mis dientes de tiburón
Con uña de león acechando como un lobo
Con pan del cielo para los que no son bobos
Y a los que se conocen como cocorotes
Que se creen que no hay pistola que los explote
Sopla pote, que pasa si cuando te pillen
Cuando disparen pa' donde ti, contigo se guillen
Por eso estoy avisándote, sigo orientándote
Y hablándote, enseñándote, preparándote
Si te consideras mi enemigo, perdonándote
Es la mejor forma para seguir demostrándote
Que los que ladran mucho como el perro
Son los que siempre preparan a su propio entierro
Después llaman a su mama como los becerros
Pero quien a hierro mata, muere por el hierro
Y esa cara, tanto es lo que te sorprende
Que soy yo quien otra vez a tu nación enciende
Si me tiras con tus letras, tus letras mato
Con to' y tu garabato, hay Vico pa' largo rato
CORO
Ay bendito, Ay bendito
You know me and Vico
Rep the people
Domingo, súbemelo un poquito
So I could do me and let go the lethal, yeah!
From Medina to Carolina
Dicen que hay reunión en la cima
D’Mingo: Hay reunión en la cima!
Tony Touch: Me voy pa' allá justo enseguida
You know how I do it
Ain’t nothin to it, what?!
Calle Luna, leak a packer
Caseríos, I rapture with the propane
Always, mi casa es su casa
But we ain’t got no rooms for no guasa-guasa
I bang on the track like Ray Barretto
Tony Touch, homeboy, I keep it ghetto
I’m up in the lab with the heavy metal
'Cuz we shuttin' down clowns and bochincheros
Nena, pity the fool
'Cuz me and Vico C, from the original school
We move around the barrio like criminals do
Plus you love the fact that we subliminal too, word
Well that’s otra cosa
For now got your fella up in vida ostra
Caught you off guard when you seen the posters
'Cuz I stay livin' that Vida Toca'
Come on!
CORO:
Vico C: He probao' la coca, la ganja, la droga
También la Metadona, el vino, la rola
Pero ahora son mis hijos, también mi señora
Lo que mi Dios me dio pa' estar como estoy ahora
Podrán criticarme, gritarme, burlarme
También difamarme, velarme, usarme
Podrán dispararme, tirarme, rozarme
Pero jamás esta corona podrán arrancarme
Provocarme en este día es un error enorme
Pues tengo pepa que te inyecta y te va dejar mas que conforme
Pa' que te adorne y te reforme
Pa' cuando huela a pimpín te abochornes de ser un transformer
Para saber de lo mejor que esta en la avenida
Vayan corriendo pa' la tienda y este disco pidan
Si están metío' en veinte líos donde no hay salida
Te recomiendo lo mío, pues lo mío es vida
Ahora escucha lo que viene
Yo canto lo que te conviene no solo lo que te entretiene
Los otros cantan sexología
Y no es para criticar pero mejor es mi filosofía
Óyeme Tata, escucha a Maria
Que no hay lírica con mas peso que la mía
Desde los '80 yo te lo decía
Que to' las criticas las mato a sangre fría
Lo repetía y vuelvo con el mismo asunto
Mas vale estar en el hogar que estar en el punto
Pal que le teme al aguacero aquí esta el barrunto
Con mi cantar los masacro a toditos juntos

(translation)

Tony Touch: Tony Touch!
Right here with my man, Vico C!
D'Mingo!
Tell me daddy, tell me!
CHORUS:
D'Mingo: For my neighborhood
For my neighborhood people
Tony Touch: We gon' take this one to the hood!
D’Mingo: With a lot of inspiration AND a lot of dedication
Tony Touch: Spanish Harlem, what is there?
D’Mingo: For my neighborhood For my neighborhood people
Tony Touch: The Marquee!
D’Mingo: With a lot of inspiration AND a lot of dedication
Tony Touch: Bounce way, come on!
Vico C: It's me, the Old Guard, the Old Guard
And now what are you going to do, to cross the fence?
I am free, safe and nothing makes me complex
That I have lyrics that well riddled' leaves them
I'm a weasel, hear what a bembe is
That some have their tomb and others have their hache
But I come Christ centered and see you
That it is not noticed at one and dies at three
As you see it now I come with the decision
To make them prey with my shark teeth
With a lion's claw stalking like a wolf
With bread from heaven for those who are not fools
And those who are known as cocorotes
That they believe that there is no gun that will blow them up
Blow pot, what happens if when they catch you
When they shoot where you are, with you they will be guillen
That's why I'm warning you, I keep guiding you
And talking to you, teaching you, preparing you
If you consider yourself my enemy, forgiving you
It is the best way to continue showing yourself
That those who bark a lot like the dog
They are the ones who always prepare their own funeral
Then they call their mom like the calves
But who kills with iron, dies for iron
And that face, so much that surprises you
That it's me who turns your nation on again
If you throw me with your lyrics, your lyrics kill
With everyone and your doodle, there is Vico for a long time
CHORUS
Oh blessed, Oh blessed
You know me and Vico
Rep the people
Sunday, turn it up for me a little
So I could do me and let go the lethal, yeah!
From Medina to Carolina
They say there's a meeting at the top
D'Mingo: There's a meeting at the top!
Tony Touch: I'm going over there right away
You know how I do it
Ain't nothin to it, what?!
Luna Street, leak a packer
Caseríos, I rapture with the propane
Always, my house is your house
But we ain't got no rooms for no guasa-guasa
I bang on the track like Ray Barretto
Tony Touch, homeboy, I keep it ghetto
I'm up in the lab with the heavy metal
'Cuz we shuttin' down clowns and bochincheros
Baby, pitty the fool
'Cuz me and Vico C, from the original school
We move around the neighborhood like criminals do
Plus you love the fact that we subliminal too, word
Well that's something else
For now got your fella up in oyster life
Caught you off guard when you see the posters
'Cuz I stay livin' that Vida Toca'
Come on!
CHORUS:
Vico C: I've tried coca, ganja, drugs
Also the Methadone, the wine, the rock
But now they are my children, also my wife
What my God gave me to be as I am now
They can criticize me, yell at me, make fun of me
Also defame me, veil me, use me
They can shoot me, throw me, brush me
But never this crown will be able to tear me
Provoking me on this day is a huge mistake
Well, I have pepa that injects you and will leave you more than satisfied
Pa' to adorn you and reform you
Pa' when it smells like pimpín you're embarrassed to be a transformer
To know the best that is on the avenue
Go running to the store and ask for this album
If they are involved in twenty troubles where there is no way out
I recommend mine, because mine is life
Now listen to what's coming
I sing what suits you, not just what entertains you
The others sing sexology
And it is not to criticize but it is better my philosophy
Listen to me Tata, listen to Maria
That there is no lyric with more weight than mine
Since the '80s I told you
That I kill all the critics in cold blood
I repeated it and I come back with the same issue
Better to be at home than to be on point
Pal who fears the downpour here is the guess
With my singing I slaughter them all together