Lyrics and translation Black Jonas Point - Te Deculate

Te Deculate

Esta pelea fue pactada para 12 rounds
Pero yo personalmente lo dudo que pase del segundo
ROUND ONE!

Tu siempre te me tiraba mucho que me atacabas
Pero vi dema en tu cara y yo por eso no grababa
Ahora aguanta que tu mielda no asusta
Tu culo esta mas debembao que el toto de una protituta
Yo me visto pordiosero pa pedirte dos pesos
Y antes de tu pasarmelos en la talvia estan tus sesos
A mi no me hables deso yo te dije hay que matarme
Mis vampiros quieren sangre y yo gua aser
Ke tu derrames por lah orejass

Yo gua entender que ami no te asemejas
Yo soy el favorito de los que estan tras las rejas
Los que estan pol casos grandes no por cositas pendejas
Los que oyen rap de ahora y lo escuchan des de la vieja
Que hiciste? hablaste dos minutos y na digiste
Tu rap no tenia peso y tu video fue de chiste
Mande a buscarte el termo tu si que te la bebiste
Cuando estaba en el estudio por ti me sentia triste

Te toca te gua apagar si me topa en la boca
No te lo meto entero porque del craneo me choca
Mirate atra que lo tiene como una copa
Me ha hecho cinco disco y tas killao dike por ropa deculao
Tu no sabes de eso estas mal informao
No sabes si una maleta se pierde tu no has viajao
Me tiraste y eso me supo a vino
San Pedro que vaya abriendo porque ya tu va en camino

Despues de esta tu va a entender que a mi se me respeta
Yo tube tres pasolas y siempre andaba en chancletas
Tan killao polke subi como un comenta
Y hay que buscarme mis cuartos porque no canto por dietas
Respeta dale hazme el saludo veterano
Tengo los dientes grandes y grandes tngo los dos granos
Parece tu misma cara no sabe que hacerse
Tu ojo me mando un mensaje y dice que quiere caerse
Que oyo tirate y ahora te abro como un pollo
Mi mision hacerte oyo hasta ke no te quepan oyos
Donde te vemos no sabemos quien tu eres
Dime pitty polque me quiere mantar
Porque tu jeva tiene el barrio dentro de su celular?
Por eso mismo contigo no quiero roces
En VMA pregunte pol ti
NADIE TE CONOCE

Ohhhh tanto tiempo que durate
Ohhh pa solta ese diparate
Oohhh hasta yo aposte a ti guaremate
Pero cuando cargaste y tiraste te deculaste
Oohhh tanta mierda que hablaste
Ohhh y esa mierda que grabaste
Ohh hasta yo aposte a ti guaremate
Pero cuando cargaste y tiraste te deculaste

-Ei ei ei! manito manito de-despierta
Enseñame lo guantes enseñame los guantes
Como tu te llamas?
-EL FOTHER
-Manito y esas pelas que te estan dando?
-Yo creia que era jugando ma ni to
Hay ayudame julitooo
-Echale agua echale agua agarrenlo
Esquina azul lista, esquina roja lista
ROUND 2

Aguanta otro mas aunque no hace falta
Ya estas muerto en la musica no suenas
Y en la calle no hay conciertos
Nunca te veo, hablas de rabia y tu tas feo
Hasta en los videos tuyos sale atras de tu vakeo mujelsita
Yo no muero soy protagonista tu me ha visto en revista
Y envidiao en tu camita develao
Soñando en algun dia esta a mi lao
Muchacho y esa mueca dime tu ta empericao?
El no sabe que Nueva Yol me tripea
No meta a Fatulo en esto a mi nadie me vakea
Capea que solo aclaro pal de puntos
Si quieres mando remesa y los mantengo a todos juntos

Polque yo se que no estas haciendo parys
Tas ligando babary en casa jugando atari
Con la pipa el te dice Fother no es en tripa
Pero tu no me has dejao ni pa comprarme unas papitas
Ahora que el menor te menciono tu va a sonar
Pero van a pasar diez años y tu ano no va a sanar
Nah. de tu muerte estabas pendiente
Tu te has montao pero en la ñema del Consciente
Bajo a culo tu, tu siempre tiene un bajo encima
En la cabina que tu acaba de grabar nadie se anima
Dejas resina y un bajo que no se va
Soy el dios que sabia que tu mundo iba a acabar

Forty dale patras que se quema la PC
Vamos a pararnos por un rato que creo que me pase
Da dale patras traeme el pote pal cose
Te gua romper con las pastillas y te gua desaparece
Ramon Emilio estudie y la fe estaba el dia entero
Soy de Alma Rosa y tengo panas en Los Mineros
Yo soy de acero no te va a parar del suelo
Papa de tu papa quiere decir que soy tu abuelo

Ohhhh tanto tiempo que durate
Ohhh pa solta ese diparate
Oohhh hasta yo aposte a ti guaremate
Pero cuando cargaste y tiraste te deculaste
Oohhh tanta mierda que hablaste
Ohhh y esa mierda que grabaste
Ohh hasta yo aposte a ti guaremate
Pero cuando cargaste y tiraste te deculaste

Recuerda quien yo soy
Black Jonas Point
Esto salio de aqui desde la fiebre musical
Dj Forty en los contrrrrrrroles
Sorprise estudios se de five stars
Blocktwenty.inc
Alpa ese eh de lo mio
Regal, Raffy tranquilo
Dedicao pa toa mi gente de la Republica Dominicana
Otra ve de monster
Me quipprrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaa

You Fucked Up

This fight was scheduled for 12 rounds
But I personally doubt it will go past the second
ROUND ONE!

You always threw at me that you'd attack
But I saw too much fear in your face, that's why I didn't record
Now hold on, your shit doesn't scare
Your ass is more worn out than a prostitute's pussy
I dress like a beggar to ask you for two pesos
And before you hand them over, your brains will be on the sidewalk
Don't talk to me about that, I told you to kill me
My vampires want blood and I'm gonna make
You bleed through your ears

You gotta understand that you're not like me
I'm the favorite of those behind bars
Those in for serious cases, not petty bullshit
Those who listen to today's rap and have been listening since the old days
What did you do? You talked for two minutes and said nothing
Your rap had no weight and your video was a joke
I sent for your thermos, you really drank it all
When I was in the studio, I felt sad for you

It's your turn, I'll shut you down if you run your mouth
I won't stick it all in because it'll hit your skull
Look at yourself, you have it like a cup
I've made five albums and you're broke, talking about clothes, asshole
You don't know about that, you're misinformed
You don't know if a suitcase gets lost, you haven't traveled
You threw at me and it tasted like wine
Saint Peter better start opening up because you're already on your way

After this, you'll understand that I'm respected
I had three motorcycles and always wore flip-flops
So broke because I went up like a comment
And I have to find my money because I don't sing for diets
Respect, give me the veteran salute
I have big teeth and big balls
It seems your own face doesn't know what to do
Your eye sent me a message and it says it wants to fall out
What did I hear? Throw at me and now I'll open you up like a chicken
My mission is to make you hear until you have no ears left
Wherever we see you, we don't know who you are
Tell me, Pitty, why do you want to kill me?
Because your girl has the whole barrio in her phone?
That's why I don't want to mess with you
At VMA I asked about you
NOBODY KNOWS YOU

Ohhhh, you lasted so long
Ohhh, to release that nonsense
Oohhh, even I bet on you to defend yourself
But when you loaded and fired, you fucked up
Oohhh, so much shit you talked
Ohhh, and that shit you recorded
Ohh, even I bet on you to defend yourself
But when you loaded and fired, you fucked up

-Hey hey hey! little man little man wa-wake up
Show me the gloves show me the gloves
What's your name?
-EL FOTHER
-Little man, and those beatings they're giving you?
-I thought it was a game but not at all
Help me Julitooo
-Throw water on him throw water on him grab him
Blue corner ready, red corner ready
ROUND 2

Take another one, although it's not necessary
You're already dead in music, you don't sound good
And there are no concerts on the streets
I never see you, you talk about anger and you're ugly
Even in your videos, there are women behind your back
I don't die, I'm the protagonist, you've seen me in magazines
And envious in your bed, awake
Dreaming of being by my side someday
Boy, and that grimace, tell me, are you experienced?
He doesn't know that New York loves me
Don't bring Fatulo into this, nobody backs me up
Understand that I'm just clarifying a few points
If you want, I'll send remittances and support you all together

Because I know you're not doing parties
You're flirting with Babary at home playing Atari
With the pipe, he tells you Fother, it's not in the gut
But you haven't even left me enough to buy some chips
Now that the minor mentioned you, you're gonna sound off
But ten years will pass and your anus won't heal
Nah, you were waiting for your death
You've climbed but on the tip of the Conscious
I lower your ass, you always have a bass on top
In the booth where you just recorded, nobody gets excited
You leave resin and a bass that doesn't go away
I am the god who knew your world was going to end

Forty, go back, the PC is burning
Let's stop for a while, I think I went too far
Give it back, bring me the pot for the sewing
I'm gonna break you with the pills and make you disappear
Ramon Emilio, I studied and faith was there all day
I'm from Alma Rosa and I have friends in Los Mineros
I am made of steel, you won't get up from the floor
Your father's father, that means I'm your grandfather

Ohhhh, you lasted so long
Ohhh, to release that nonsense
Oohhh, even I bet on you to defend yourself
But when you loaded and fired, you fucked up
Oohhh, so much shit you talked
Ohhh, and that shit you recorded
Ohh, even I bet on you to defend yourself
But when you loaded and fired, you fucked up

Remember who I am
Black Jonas Point
This came out of here from the musical fever
Dj Forty on the contrrrrrrrols
Sorprise studios I know five stars
Blocktwenty.inc
Alpa that's mine
Regal, Raffy relax
Dedicated to all my people from the Dominican Republic
Another one from monster
I love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu