Lyrics and translation Berliner Philharmoniker feat. Herbert von Karajan - An die schonen blauen Donau, Op.314 (extract) (1987 - Remaster)

An die schonen blauen Donau, Op.314 (extract) (1987 - Remaster)

Bacilaa! apegate un trago,
Si eres fea la luz apago
De la botella no me deshago
Comparte con esta tropa de vagos! Magin boo:
Llegamo al bacile cargados de alcohol
Y pensamos en tomar hasta qe salga el sol
Qe corra el copete y qe salgan los pitos
Niña si hay pelito.NO HAY DELITO!
Esqe en nuestro freestyle somos mas qe serteros
Y la zorra de tu mina qeda haciendo pucheros
Porqe sera es qe no somos sencillos
Te hacemos reir sin decir... niun brillo
Metemos bulla y no nos cansamos
A los curaos y a la gente motivamos
Se acaba el animo si de la fiesta nos vamos
Esto nunca pasa porqe siempre nos qedamos
Pero eso qien se lo imagina
Tu mina contigo es fiera es mas lanza qe jabalina
Y trazamos pericas qe son cheqe a fecha
Qe cenga y agarren... EL CHUTO DE LAS MECHAS!
Sr Reyes:
Oye mujer siente el placer
De estos cinco cabros qe te van a enloqecer
Qieren ver qe tenemos el poder
La fiesta se arma nosotros somos ser
Prendemos el eqipo reqisamos el refresco
Las minas preguntan qienes son estos enfermos
Nos amotinamos en el centro de la casa
Mientra el memo saca a uno de la raza
Entre el humo y el sudor rozamos nuestros cuerpos
Te pesco de la mano y nos vamos al infierno
Me fijo en tus defensas como primer concepto
La estufa de tu figura me pone tenso
Me acompaño de un vaso qe rebarsa de acohol
A los otros rapers le anotamos un gol
De paracaidas simplemente bacilon
La pastita termino de romper tu relacion.
Apaga la luz y qedate tranqila
Siente el humo y solo respira
Vuelvete loca y pierde la calma
Qe llego la pastita... LA FIETA SE ARMA!
Sube el vol depierta a la vecina
Cada uno de estos una botella empina
Ey preciosa VEN mi red te llama
Y esta noche no dormiras en tu cama
Qe la fiesta ARDA no es extraño
Anda ven sigeme conversemo en el baño
Con la music no, no te escucho bien
Solo salvo lo qe aguarda en tu sosten
Y OYE no me mire asi!
OYE te gustan los Mcs!
OLVIDA puta qe soy pesao
Hoy ando tierno te invito un helao.
Si me siento mareao veo todo nubloso
Me siento pa la caga ron de luca qe asqeroso... Y QE!
Maricon adicto al pene paso el vaso arraso con todos los falsos paso a paso yo te piso. con mi pose tengo sed!
ABAJO COLALE!
Tomate la pildora del dia despues VES!
Yo canto hasta qe se me hincha la vena
Directo pa la playa con la caña te apuesto qe trago arena
PASTA NOSTRA NO DESCANSA!
La tropa de clones siempre nos hacen alabanzas
Presiento qe tu hermana siempre esta pasada a ...
El copete me hizo efecto y ya perdi el eqilibrio
Lo nuestro es rap de peso vamos siempre bacilando
Maricon del sexo opuesto en mi semen esta nadando
Bacilo sin reloj pasta nostra representa entre biene estacas controlamos los vientos
Entramo al bacile la conga se armao
Me miran y dicen ay llego pelao
Sentao... en la esqina diviso
Qe ta bailando sola pedaso de peloliso
Piso . divertido y borracho
Con care e curao y pinta e mamarracho
Yo cacho. qe mañana me espera
Una caña tremenda cmo si fuera curadera
Y qe sera si me pongo jugoso
Y qe la pasta nostra junta cabro mas qe maldadoso
TOMA!. si qeri bacile
Bonda para ustedes cacheta pa los giles
Y dile qe se vaya preparando
Qe aunqe la fiesta pare no nos vamos nicagando
NO NOS VAMOS NICAGANDO!
NO NOS VAMOS NICAGANDO!
Bacilaa! apegate un trago,
Si eres fea la luz apago
De la botella no me deshago
Comparte con esta tropa de vagos!

On the Beautiful Blue Danube, Op.314 (extract) (1987 - Remaster)

Party on! Grab a drink,
If you're ugly, I'll turn off the light
I won't let go of the bottle
Share with this crew of slackers! Magin Boo:
We arrive at the party loaded with alcohol
And we plan to drink until the sun comes up
Let the drinks flow and the joints come out
Girl, if there's hair... THERE'S NO CRIME!
It's because in our freestyle we're more than just accurate
And your foxy lady is left pouting
Why is it that we're not simple?
We make you laugh without saying... a word
We make noise and we don't get tired
We motivate the drunks and the people
The mood ends if we leave the party
This never happens because we always stay
But who would imagine that
Your girl with you is fierce, she's more spear than javelin
And we draw lines that are checks to date
Let them grab... THE FUSE LIGHTER!
Mr. Reyes:
Hey woman, feel the pleasure
Of these five guys who are going to drive you crazy
They want to see that we have the power
The party starts, we are the being
We turn on the equipment, we check the soda
The girls ask who these sick people are
We riot in the center of the house
While the dude takes one of the race out
Between the smoke and the sweat we brush our bodies
I take your hand and we go to hell
I look at your defenses as a first concept
The heat of your figure makes me tense
I'm accompanied by a glass overflowing with alcohol
We score a goal against the other rappers
Parachuting simply partying
The little paste finished breaking your relationship.
Turn off the light and stay calm
Feel the smoke and just breathe
Go crazy and lose your cool
The little paste has arrived... THE PARTY STARTS!
Turn up the volume, wake up the neighbor
Each of these guys raises a bottle
Hey beautiful, COME my net calls you
And tonight you won't sleep in your bed
Let the party BURN, it's not strange
Come on, follow me, let's talk in the bathroom
With the music no, I can't hear you well
I only save what awaits in your bra
And HEY don't look at me like that!
HEY you like Mcs!
FORGET whore that I'm heavy
Today I'm tender, I'll buy you an ice cream.
If I feel dizzy I see everything blurry
I feel like shit, rum from Luca, how disgusting... SO WHAT!
Faggot addicted to penis, I pass the glass, I destroy all the fakes, step by step, I step on you. with my pose I'm thirsty!
DOWN THERE COLLAPSE!
Take the morning-after pill, SEE!
I sing until my vein swells
Straight to the beach with the rod, I bet I swallow sand
PASTA NOSTRA DOES NOT REST!
The troop of clones always praise us
I have a feeling your sister is always up to...
The booze has had an effect on me and I've lost my balance
Ours is heavy rap, we always go partying
Faggot of the opposite sex is swimming in my semen
I party without a watch, pasta nostra represents between stakes, we control the winds
We enter the party, the conga is formed
They look at me and say there comes the bald guy
Sitting... in the corner I see
That you're dancing alone, piece of hairy
Floor. fun and drunk
With a drunk face and a slob's paint
I sense. that tomorrow awaits me
A tremendous hangover as if it were a cure
And what will it be like if I get juicy
And that the pasta nostra together dude more than mischievous
TAKE!. if you want a party
Bond for you, slap for the fools
And tell them to get ready
That even if the party stops, we're not leaving
WE'RE NOT LEAVING!
WE'RE NOT LEAVING!
Party on! Grab a drink,
If you're ugly, I'll turn off the light
I won't let go of the bottle
Share with this crew of slackers!