El Disscóbolo - Zackfourteen Übersetzung ins Englische

El Disscóbolo

Yow, yow, yow, yow yow
Z-A-C-K
Salamanca representing
Z-14 con el balón al piso
Y así lo improviso, papa

Por los aires como Jordan
Esta voz de nueva escuela te rompe hasta en bossa nova
Con la pierna al cuello, llámenme Hulk Hoogan
Más que meterle al doble tempo o a las drogas
Yo te recomiendo, calma, con psicólogos o yoga

Sin trampas, de entrada en trova te trabas y
Yo haciendo tetris con palabras, bomba
Classic comeback, like Corrales contra Castillo
Fantastic flow saca brillo al beat, al micro y a tus tímpanos
Así de sencillo

Guantanamera, en one armamos el Guantánamo
Me dicen Thor, el mic mi martillo, hijo del relámpago
Ya no me sorprende que hoy te pintes de hater
Y mañana tú estés rapeándolo

La siete de Ronaldo
Nos mantenemo' al mando en FIFA o improvisándolo
Y no hablo de párrafos porque no has visto
Sin armar escándalo estoy desármandolos
Tantos tanteándose de santos y llegó Jesucristo

Chico fresco y listo .wav
El Catorce desde Salamáncora
Representing
Echando fuego like guitarra de Slash
Con la soga al cuello los mando a hacer puenting

Ni pavimentando tus letras encajas en la pista
Soltando la bomba like Batista, no insistas
Les tiro querosene y mi flow enciende la chispa
Pero ni así brillan en rimas flow o freestyle

Cambié el rostro mostro
No lo culpo, los dueños del mic somos nosotros
Destrabando tímpano
Caballos compiten, acá el dueño del hipódromo
Acomodando combo en el cubil de los dragones de Komodo

Cambié el rostro mostro
No lo culpo, los dueños del mic somos nosotros
Destrabando tímpano
Caballos compiten, acá el dueño del hipódromo
Acomodando combo el dragón de Komodo

El dragón de Komodo
Me acomodo y me transformo en rambo
El cholo tiene el mambo
Estamos acabando y acabándolo
Confieso que con verso los dejo tiesos like El Disscóbolo
Z-A-C-K
Fourteen Records
Salamancora Salamaica
Once again
Chapa la bala, papá

The Discus Thrower

Yo, yo, yo, yo yo
Z-A-C-K
Salamanca representing
Z-14 with the ball to the floor
And that's how I improvise, baby

Airborne like Jordan
This new school voice breaks you even in bossa nova
With my leg around your neck, call me Hulk Hogan
More than hitting double tempo or drugs
I recommend, calm down, girl, with psychologists or yoga

No tricks, from the start in trova you stumble and
I'm playing Tetris with words, bomb
Classic comeback, like Corrales against Castillo
Fantastic flow polishes the beat, the mic and your eardrums
Simple as that

Guantanamera, in one we assemble Guantanamo
They call me Thor, the mic my hammer, son of lightning
It doesn't surprise me that you paint yourself a hater today
And tomorrow you're rapping it

Ronaldo's number seven
We stay in charge in FIFA or improvising
And I don't talk about paragraphs because you haven't seen
Without making a scandal I'm disarming them
So many pretending to be saints and Jesus Christ arrived

Fresh and ready boy .wav
The Fourteen from Salamanca
Representing
Spitting fire like Slash's guitar
With the rope around their necks I send them bungee jumping

Not even paving your lyrics you fit on the track
Dropping the bomb like Batista, don't insist
I throw kerosene on them and my flow lights the spark
But not even like that do they shine in rhymes, flow or freestyle

Changed the face monster
I don't blame him, we are the owners of the mic
Unlocking eardrum
Horses compete, here the owner of the racetrack
Arranging combo in the lair of the Komodo dragons

Changed the face monster
I don't blame him, we are the owners of the mic
Unlocking eardrum
Horses compete, here the owner of the racetrack
Arranging combo the Komodo dragon

The Komodo dragon
I settle in and transform into Rambo
The cholo has the groove
We are finishing and finishing it
I confess that with verse I leave them stiff like The Discus Thrower
Z-A-C-K
Fourteen Records
Salamanca
Once again
Catch the bullet, baby