Lyrics and translation Ariel Ramirez feat. Indiomar, Rubinsky, Romy Ram, Eliud L'voices & Manny Montes - No Te Oigo Remix

No Te Oigo Remix

Heredero soy
Del hombre en el madero
Se pa' donde voy
Y se revolcó el avispero
Si tú vieras mi cuenta
Ya no le caben más ceros
Mi cuenta no la puedes monetizar
Mi cuenta proviene del cielo
No te oigo manito
Tas sonando chiquito
Tienes mucho video, dinero y baqueo pero no lo que yo necesito
No te oigo manito
Tampoco los imito
Yo busco una nota que sea espiritual y no cumplen con los requisitos
Toy cansao de lo mismo
Tan trapeando en lo mismo
Que tú sí que yo no
Que tú tienes yo no
Por eso es que yo ya ni me animo
Piensen en el contenido que no es lo mismo desde hace tiempo
Tú oyes sus textos, escuchas sus versos y viven llorando por dentro
Y debe de entender que
La vida no es como usted cree
Mala mía si no estoy al día y no te
Parece que no cante pornografía pue
Porque es una tontería que le está
Dañando la mente a los menores hoy en día
Yo prefiero que sobre el escenario
Les guie a la cruz del calvario
No te hablo de religión
Yo te hablo de salvación, esto no es opción, es necesario
Oye che despertate, deja de ser un alicate
De que vale de que tú tengas todo
Si tú vida se volvió un disparate ¡eh!
Tan diciendo lo mismito
Llueven sobre mojao, por eso no te oigo manito
Tan haciendo lo mismo
Tan cantando lo mismo
Mucho bla bla bla bla
Pero no los escucho topar ese mismo
Tan hablando en millones
Tan hablando en mansiones
Pero no son reales porque son tan falsos como sus canciones
Si se apagó la basura yo fui quien entro
Y la radio desconecto
Quien se oponga que venga el fuego con to'
Que le voy a prender como a molotov
Traiganmelo a to'
Yo no pido to'
En el nombre de Cristo se salvan to'
Son maleantes y gangster de jugue to'
Rantantantantantan y se malan to'
En sus canciones toditos son malos toditos son capos
El diablo los usa lo tienen mangao son muñecos de trapo
Te lo dije hace rato
Yo no te escucho yo te apago tu bulla y tu orgullo
Tú no vas a dañar a mis hijos pa darle comida a lo tuyo
No te oigo manito
Tas sonando chiquito
Tienes mucho video, dinero y baqueo pero no lo que yo necesito
No te oigo manito
Tampoco los imito
Yo busco una nota que sea espiritual y no cumplen con los requisitos
Un futuro oscuro augura
Cuando se rechaza la cura
Yo abro camino pa' mi descendencia contra propagandas basura
Presumen dinero, sexo explícito, mucha Jordan y Jessie
Pero escribir tan elemental que es fundamental
Que juegan en modo easy
Look camina como Pricy una maquina
Que no puede parar
Qué bueno que no voy con mi fuerza
Y desde que entreno no he parao de ganar
Tú no entiendes bro' ser como un fiscal en la calle
Porque los cuerpos voy levantando
Celoso en lo mío no te oigo a ti
Y a veces no oigo ni a los de mi bando
Hay quien incita la violencia
Y las balas ni lo están tocando
El dinero nadando hijos ven en latino
Son los que se siguen matando
La calle pide algo verdadero oh yeaa
Algo que les pueda dar luz oh yeaa
Un rap de verdad y te digo la verdad
En esa lista no vas a estar tú
Mucho espuma y no hay chocolate
No se cansan de repetir
Parecen un disco rayao
Ya no tienen na' que decir
Porque yo ser cristiano
Tengo que mirarte y dañando y quedarme callao
Yo no pierdo la clase pero esto es rima que te hace quedarte sentao
Religiosos quisieron cambiarnos
Por su alabanza favorita
Esto no es pa' to' mi ba'
Afuera están lobos comiéndose mis ovejitas
Mi sueño no cabe en un sobre
No andamos detrás del dinero
Del reino de los cielos soy un general
Tú me ves como un simple rapero
La radio y la televisión
Esto no se trata de religión
No quiere sonar la canción
Después no te quejes de la situación
Yo defiendo mi generación
Somos gente que no se subasta
Que prefiere la muerte antes de venir lo que cree
Para pode llenar su canasta
Que tú dice que no te oí
Busque el escuadrón y volví
No tengo aplausos pa' ti
No lo mereces Vico sí
Dices que la lleve a la cama
Eres tú que la va a embarazar
O si agarro sida voy al hospital
Tú música me va a sanar
Y si pierdo todo lo que tengo
Voy a la cárcel me vas a sacar
Tú todavía con el mismo problema
Cómo rayos me vas a ayudar
Zaqueo baja de la mata
Tú haces lo que sea por plata
Cuando ustedes no hablen de lo mismo
Me retiro y canto bachata
Soy manso pero no menso
Mis hijos no están indefensos
Antes de grabar lo pienso
Que pasa te noto tenso
Medios de entretenimiento
Para sonar no piden billete
Dios dijo que no me hace falta
Que el mensaje no se compromete
Yo puedo sonar ofensivo
El jefe chequea lo que escribo
Yo quiero que todos se salven
Y que graben algo positivo
Tienen dinero y salieron del barrio
Pero llevan el barrio por dentro
Yo vine pa' hacerles un cambio
Y poner a Jesus en el centro
No te oigo manito
Tas sonando chiquito
Tienes mucho video, dinero y baqueo pero no lo que yo necesito
No te oigo manito
Tampoco los imito
Yo busco una nota que sea espiritual y no cumplen con los requisitos

I Can't Hear You Remix

I am an heir
Of the man on the cross
I know where I'm going
And the hornet's nest has been stirred
If you saw my account
It can't fit any more zeros
You can't monetize my account
My account comes from heaven
I can't hear you, little mama
You're sounding small
You have a lot of videos, money and backing but not what I need
I can't hear you, little mama
I don't imitate them either
I'm looking for a note that's spiritual and they don't meet the requirements
I'm tired of the same thing
They're mopping the same floor
That you do and I don't
That you have and I don't
That's why I don't even feel like it anymore
Think about the content, it's been the same for a long time
You hear their lyrics, listen to their verses and they live crying inside
And you should understand that
Life is not what you think it is
My bad if I'm not up to date and I don't
Seem to sing pornography well
Because it's nonsense that's
Damaging the minds of minors today
I prefer on stage
To guide them to the cross of Calvary
I'm not talking about religion
I'm talking about salvation, this is not an option, it's necessary
Hey girl, wake up, stop being a pair of pliers
What's the point of having everything
If your life has become nonsense, huh!
They're saying the same thing
Raining on wet ground, that's why I can't hear you, little mama
They're doing the same thing
They're singing the same thing
Lots of blah blah blah blah
But I don't hear them talking about that same thing
Talking about millions
Talking about mansions
But they're not real because they're as fake as their songs
If the garbage went out, I was the one who went in
And the radio disconnected
Whoever opposes, let the fire come with everything
I'm gonna light them up like a Molotov
Bring them all to me
I don't ask for everything
In the name of Christ they are all saved
They are all toy gangsters and thugs
Rantantantantantan and they all get mad
In their songs they are all bad, they are all bosses
The devil uses them, he has them tied up, they are rag dolls
I told you a while ago
I don't listen to you, I turn off your noise and your pride
You're not going to harm my children to feed yours
I can't hear you, little mama
You're sounding small
You have a lot of videos, money and backing but not what I need
I can't hear you, little mama
I don't imitate them either
I'm looking for a note that's spiritual and they don't meet the requirements
A dark future awaits
When the cure is rejected
I open the way for my descendants against garbage propaganda
They boast money, explicit sex, lots of Jordan and Jessie
But writing is so elementary that it's fundamental
That they play in easy mode
Look, walk like Pricy, a machine
That can't stop
It's good that I don't go with my own strength
And since I've been training, I haven't stopped winning
You don't understand, bro, being like a prosecutor on the street
Because I'm lifting bodies
Jealous in what's mine, I don't listen to you
And sometimes I don't even listen to those on my side
There are those who incite violence
And the bullets aren't even touching them
Money swimming, children see it in Latino
They are the ones who keep killing each other
The street asks for something true, oh yeaa
Something that can give them light, oh yeaa
A true rap and I'm telling you the truth
You're not going to be on that list
Lots of foam and no chocolate
They don't get tired of repeating
They seem like a broken record
They have nothing left to say
Because I'm a Christian
I have to watch you do damage and stay silent
I don't lose my class, but this is rhyme that makes you sit down
Religious people wanted to change us
For their favorite praise
This is not for everyone, my ba'
Wolves are outside eating my sheep
My dream doesn't fit in an envelope
We are not after money
I am a general of the kingdom of heaven
You see me as a simple rapper
Radio and television
This is not about religion
Don't want to play the song
Then don't complain about the situation
I defend my generation
We are people who are not auctioned
Who prefer death before coming what they believe
To be able to fill their basket
That you say you didn't hear me
I looked for the squad and came back
I have no applause for you
You don't deserve it, Vico does
You say take her to bed
You're the one who's going to get her pregnant
Or if I get AIDS, I go to the hospital
Your music is going to heal me
And if I lose everything I have
I go to jail, you're going to get me out
You're still with the same problem
How the hell are you going to help me
Zacchaeus come down from the tree
You do anything for money
When you don't talk about the same thing
I retire and sing bachata
I'm meek but not stupid
My children are not defenseless
Before I record, I think about it
What's wrong, you seem tense
Entertainment media
They don't ask for money to play
God said I don't need it
That the message is not compromised
I may sound offensive
The boss checks what I write
I want everyone to be saved
And to record something positive
They have money and they got out of the neighborhood
But they carry the neighborhood inside
I came to make a change
And put Jesus in the center
I can't hear you, little mama
You're sounding small
You have a lot of videos, money and backing but not what I need
I can't hear you, little mama
I don't imitate them either
I'm looking for a note that's spiritual and they don't meet the requirements