Cypher #4 Lyrics – Beat And Rhymes
Singer: Beat And Rhymes
Title: Cypher #4
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Con toa’ la peña aquí, underground
Funktastik Force
Y dice así
Tengo pinta de ser el más joven y soy el más viejo
Aparento ser flojito y soy el más fuerte
Fachadas no engañan a mis ojos
La vida es un abismo que se ensancha mientras que se estrecha el puente
Y lo cruzo a paso firme y con cuidado
El camino que me lleva lejos es el complicado
Pongo mi voluntad en no mirar abajo
Porque si tropiezo solo me agarra mi brazo
Vivo cada segundo y no miro el cronómetro
Me lío cada noche pero doy el 100 si curro
Nunca me arrepiento de ningún segundo
Callado o hablando digo todo, no doy el paso si dudo
Yo no pasaré por el embudo
Cuando lo paso bien es cuando sudo
Y aunque esté jodido, devolveré el saludo
Pa’ lo bueno y pa’ lo malo soy tozudo
Me duele el alma, me duele el cuerpo
Cada vez más muerto, le quiño el ojo al tuerto
Ellos viven dormidos, y yo sueño despierto
No quiero ser narco, quiero ser barco en buen puerto
Me laman loco, me quieren joder
Prefiero tener poco a tener mucho que perder
¿Pa’ qué quiero encender la luz, si la luz soy yo?
Pa’ quitar la oscuridad del ciego que no quiere ver
Inconforme, con mi pensamiento
Solo me fío de mi instinto
La mente es una trampa de la que nadie escapa
Por eso el cerebro tiene forma de laberinto
Mejoro con los años como el tinto
Prefiero hacerme el tonto que pasarme de listo
Me quedo al fondo del horno, bailando techno
Reales son los ZMBs, f#ck algoritmo
Yeah, yeah
Eh, eh
¿Qué dice, qué dice?
‘La peñita guapa por aquí, ¿o qué?
Oh, oh
Pa’ la vaina del Jhon Roy
Dice, dice, yuh
Ayuh, yuh
Yo no vivo, no, acumulo anécdotas
Love is in the air, respira lo que puedas
Siempre está el que te oxigena, já
Y el que parece que la afloja, pero la soga tensa
¿En qué piensan? Heh…
Dicen que actúan por voluntad y luego exigen recompensa
Se les ve venir a leguas, no
No te dan ni el agua, no, no merecen tregua
El abuso del vaso dicen lleva al fracaso
Y voy en línea recta hacia el ocaso
Razones de peso, si avanzo a nadie piso, no
Igual si salgo me paso, heh
Pues eso, historias de un chaval de barrio
De lealtad, de la traición, de trapicheos varios
De púas en el curro, te apuran el salario
De madres al final de mes con rostros serios
El tiempo responde a casi todas tus preguntas
Como si son de verdad con quién(es) te juntas
Y amistades resultaron ser presuntas
Y el tic-tac lo ordena todo, relaciones difuntas
Lo que me hizo más sabio es no parecerlo
Lo que mi hizo más percibo es intentarlo, y no
Mi autoestima ya expulsó ese medio crónico
Y ahora solo da pánico que me falten sus ánimos
Eh, que me falten sus ánimos
Eh, que me falten sus ánimos
Eh
Yea
Ready
Tutank
Con el Jhon Roy
Me importa un culo lo que esté sonando
Yo les facturo hasta improvisando
Ni a los traperos les están pagando
Y los tienen controlados con un mando
Un polvo conmigo es como un partido de Champions
Uno a la semana, sino, lesión o parto
Conmigo los problemas se resuelven hablando
Sino, va a tener que elegir un bando
Si tiene una mete, tiene que encontrarlo
No hay camino, caminante se hace andando
Noto que vigilan Alpha, Omega y Tango
Este camino se nos va a hacer largo
Veo muy feo lo que está pasando
Nos tienen encerrados como ganado
Esto no te sirve para el mercado
Chuleta, filete y asado
Si le falta sabor, échele picante
De los problemas no te va a sacar nadie
Tú solito, ese es el hito
Desde chiquito, el Joselito
Todo grasa, todo frito
Solo faltaba un pedacito
Tutank, yea
Ayo, you already know who the f#ck it is
Uh, Blasskill with Jhon Roy ‘n’ my guys right here
Uh
Yo
Who the f#ck it is, who the f#ck it is, uh
Aye, who you think itf#cki— Ki-Ki-Kieh, whoa
I don’t give a f#ck
Let’s get it, let’s get it
No hay ajo ni agua bendita
Pa’ este vampiro
Sangre en papiro
¿Cómo supimos subir el sonido?
No nos permitimos ningún ronquido
El pivot con dotes de aikido
Susurros, suspiros, soplidos
Tan quemaos’ que les humillo
Por mí yo brindo, lindo golden dragon chino
Boom, shakalaka, shalashaska
Manda lanchas armadas, avalanchas
Rappas dan caladas nada más entrar
Se apalancan, maras con varas van
Alabanzas se abalanzan hacia Wan Bang
Se esperaba, es el chaval
Con metracas, hasta las tantas
Con un pen in hand, lírica penitencial
One-band man by Wan Bang
One bang and you’re knocked down and out
Relax, sit back enjoy and shout
Colorín colorao’, este cuento se ha acabao’
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Cypher #4 – English Translation
I i i I
With Toa ’La Peña here, Underground
Funktastik Force
And he says that
I look like the youngest and I am the oldest
I appear to be lazy and I am the strongest
Facades do not deceive my eyes
Life is an abyss that widens while the bridge narrows
And I cross it at a firm and careful step
The path that takes me far is the complicated
I put my will not to look down
Because if I stumble just my arm
I live every second and I don’t look at the stopwatch
I mess every night but I give the 100 if I work
I never regret any second
Quiet or speaking I say everything, I do not take the step if I doubt
I will not go through the funnel
When I spent well when I turn
And even if I am screwed, I will return the greeting
For the good and for the bad I am stubborn
My soul hurts, my body hurts
Increasingly dead, who has the eye to the one -eyed
They live asleep, and I dream awake
I don’t want to be a narco, I want to be a good port
They are crazy, they want to f#ck me
I prefer to have little to lose
What do I want to light the light, if the light is me?
To remove the darkness of the blind that does not want to see
Undoubting, with my thought
I just trust my instinct
The mind is a trap that nobody escapes
That is why the brain has a maze shape
I improve with the years like red
I prefer to make me the fool than to go ready
I stay at the bottom of the oven, dancing techno
Reales are the ZMBS, f#ck Algorithm
Yeah, Yeah
Eh eh
What does it say, what does it say?
‘The beautiful Peñita here, or what?
Oh oh
Pa ’The Jhon Roy pod
He says, Yuh
Ayuh, Yuh
I do not live, no, accumulation anecdotes
Love is in the air, breathe what you can
There is always the one who oxygates you, Já
And the one who seems that loosen, but tense rope
What do you think? Heh …
They say they act by will and then require reward
They are seen coming to leagues, no
They don’t give you water, no, they don’t deserve truce
Vaso’s abuse leads to failure
And I go straight to sunset
Weight reasons, if I advance to anyone floor, no
The same if I go out, heh
Well that, stories of a neighborhood kid
Of loyalty, of betrayal, of several trapicheos
From spikes in the work, you hurry the salary
Of mothers at the end of the month with serious faces
Time answers almost all your questions
As if they are really with whom (it’s) you get together
And friendships turned out to be presumed
And the tic-tac orders everything, deceased relationships
What made me more wise is not to seem
What my most perceived is to try, and not
My self -esteem already expelled that chronic medium
And now it only panic that I miss their spirits
Huh, I miss their spirits
Huh, I miss their spirits
Hey
Yea
Ready
Tutank
With the Jhon Roy
I care about what is playing
I have them improvising
Not even the trappers are paying
And have them controlled with a command
A dust with me is like a Champions match
One a week, but, injury or childbirth
With me the problems are solved by speaking
If not, you will have to choose a side
If you have one, you have to find it
There is no way, walker walking
I notice that they watch Alpha, Omega and Tango
This path is going to make us long
I see very ugly what is happening
They have us locked up as cattle
This does not serve you for the market
Chuleta, fillet and roast
If you lack flavor, hide it spicy
No one will get you from the problems
You alone, that’s the milestone
Since Chiquito, the Joselito
All fat, all fried
Only one bit was missing
Tutank, Yea
Ayo, You Already Know Who The f#ck it is
UH, Blasskill with Jhon Roy ‘N’ My Guys Right here
UH
I
WHO THE f#ck IT IS, WHO THE f#ck IT IS, UH
Aye, Who You Think Itf#cki— Ki-Ki-Kieh, Whoa
I Don’t Give A f#ck
Let’s get it, let’s get it
There is no garlic or blessed water
For this vampire
Blood in papyrus
How did we know how to raise the sound?
We do not allow us to snoring
The pivot with aikido skills
Whispers, sighs, blows
So burning ’that they humble them
For me I offer, cute Golden Dragon Chinese
Boom, Shakalaka, Shalashaka
Send armed boats, avalanches
Rappas give openwork as soon as you enter
They leverage, maras with rods van
Praises pounce towards Wan Bang
It was expected, it’s the kid
With metraacas, even the many
With a pen in hand, penitential lyric
One-Band Man By Wan Bang
One Bang and You’re Knocked Down and Out
Relax, SIT Back Enjoy and Shout
Colorín Colorao ’, this story has ended’
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Lyrics Beat And Rhymes – Cypher #4
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