Paroles et traduction Chucho Flash - Mírale la Cara

Mírale la Cara

Nadie da pelea contra este Rastaman
Preparado pa la brea Diganme donde estan
Dejen que los Vea y Voy a desenmascarar
A estos payasos de Feria with my riddim and style

Ellos son la Burla de esta Humanidad
Sienten asco por los Pobres y Alardean de Humildad
Utilizan las Manos para destruir la Paz
Mientras yo tomo un Lapicero y Cambio esta sociedad

Me importa un Comino
Este es el camino que Dios quizo que eligiera y soy dueño de mi Destino
Soy Fiel Pregrino
Del ritmo de la Caja y el bombo Dame tu mejor letra que yo la Orino

Lirica volatil en todos los Barrios
Con un Flow Versatil que no tienen Varios
Si vas a la cima ruedan comentarios
De Gente que sabe que tienes lo que ellos No

Sientan la Voz del Rudeboy Que se Revela
Dandole a la People una Vaina Candela
Puro y Criollo como el Cacao de Venezuela
Y Muchos le deben a Cada santo una Vela (Eeh)

Pero mire hermano deje quieto al que esta quieto
Ando con Dios a mi Lado y el No Acepta Retos
Puros Perros Pobres quieren parar este proyecto
Pero son unos Muertos
O los Restos de unos Muertos

Chill in my Hood Adicct of Meditation
I Make it Reggae Music for my Nation
Forever be Real i Dont Politizacion
Rasta Music is my Only Ocupation Les Doy Parranda PA PA PAM PAM
En Donde los pesque les Voy a Disparar
Mi Rafaga Lirical
Pues no me hace falta matar
Para demostrar que soy el Pran Jahman (FREESTYLE)

Chill in my Hood Adicct of Meditation
I Make it Reggae Music for my Nation
Forever be Real i Dont Politizacion
Rasta Music is my Only Ocupation

Look at His Face

No one fights this Rastaman
Ready for the pitch, tell me where you are
Let me see you, and I'll unmask
These circus clowns with my rhythm and style

They're the mockery of this humanity
They feel disgusted by the poor and flaunt humility
They use their hands to destroy peace
While I take a pen and change this society

I don't care
This is the path God wanted me to choose, and I own my destiny
I'm a Faithful Pilgrim
Of the rhythm of the box and the drum Give me your best lyrics, I'll drown them

Volatile lyrics in all the neighborhoods
With a versatile flow that many don't have
If you reach the top, comments roll
From people who know you have what they don't

Feel the voice of the Rudeboy who reveals
Giving the People a fiery thing
Pure and Creole like Venezuelan cocoa
And many owe a candle to every saint (Eeh)

But look, brother, leave the one who's quiet alone
I walk with God by my side, and He doesn't accept challenges
Only poor dogs want to stop this project
But they're dead
Or the remains of dead ones

Chill in my Hood Adicct of Meditation
I Make it Reggae Music for my Nation
Forever be Real i Dont Politizacion
Rasta Music is my Only Ocupation I Give Them a Party PA PA PAM PAM
Where I catch them, I'll shoot them
My Lyrical Blast
Because I don't need to kill
To prove that I am the Pran Jahman (FREESTYLE)

Chill in my Hood Adicct of Meditation
I Make it Reggae Music for my Nation
Forever be Real i Dont Politizacion
Rasta Music is my Only Ocupation