Lyrics and translation Blake feat. Nikone & Dualy - Gánatelo

Gánatelo

Antes de hablar, piensa bien de qué pecho mama'
No vaya a ser que ya no mame'

Si te contara la vida que me quité
Y honestamente esta vida te carcome
Yo me entiendo cuando digo que quien no mama, no come
No merece presentarse, BLK, Nikone

Yo vengo de un sitio donde la verdad se impone
Me perdí en la guerra de los clones, tome
¿Quiere usted la fama? En cuatro meses te la comes
Ahora aguanta diez años, cojones

To' este marrón es culpa de quien pone halcones
A fichar la vida de los ratones
Mi música te puede quitar las imperfecciones
Solo si te rayas bien, tanto que me llaman Piedra Pómez

Estaba de la olla, más y má' cancione'
No pensaba na', ni en pava' ni en millone'
Aprendí que la vida te quita y pone
No tenemos na', menos eleccione'

Entre más bajone', casi ya abandoné
Me sumaba capas de caparazone'
Sacando letras de cajone'
Pa' pagar y llega' a fin de me' (eh)

No me hables de imperio, capone
Que estamos aquí cuando estabas aprendiendo a atarte los cordones
Hago lo que me sale de los putos cojones
Antes de cobrar un duro por reproducciones

Gánate el pan, bro, luego si quieres come
Métete al fango, a ver cuánto duras, homie
Gana, gana, gana, gana, gánate mi pan, pan
Gana, gana como hicieron BLK y Nikone
Gana, gana, gana, gana, gánate mi pan, pan
Gánatelo, puta, luego come

Eh (eh)
EPK, BLK, Nik one, Blake
¿Qué onda parces? Suena rap, ¿okey?
Lady, lady, debería andar ready
Pero no por parties, sino por el key

Tengo frío, paso miedo
Pierdo el control y empiezo desde cero
Y me digo, "Tranquilo, respira de nuevo"
No quiero y no puedo si no queda escrito primero

Vamo' a hacerlo como antes se hacía
Por el ocio convencío', ya verás cómo se lía
Me desvío de la vía, viví mentira'
Parecía una party, to'a llena de vampira'

Vamo' a hacerlo como antes se hacía
Por el ocio convencío', ya verás cómo se lía
Me desvío de la vía, viví mentira'
Parecía una party, to'a llena de vampira'

Y a una milla de la orilla
Vi como el reflejo de un raro brillo
Me levanté de una de aquellas sillas
De mi boca cayó el porrigarrillo

Parece un colmillo, pero ya no está a una milla
Ven aquí que te acuchillo, loca, a mí ya no me pillas
Salto como un conejillo, mira hacia la ventanilla
Se me tuerce hasta el tobillo, acabé loco, hecho papilla

Pi-pi-pi-pi-pilla, loco, repártelo
Hagamos de la música todo lo mejor
Yo me río del que dice que es fluyín del hiphop
¿Quién sacó mi rayo? Que in the world no hay dos

Amantes del epk, primo
Me sale todo solo, ni que fuera un free
My enemies y fuck police

Gánate el pan, bro, luego si quieres come
Métete al fango, a ver cuánto duras, homie
Gana, gana, gana, gana, gánate mi pan, pan
Gana, gana como hicieron BLK y Nikone
Gana, gana, gana, gana, gánate mi pan, pan
Gánatelo, puta, luego come (eh)

¿Qué tendrá Nikone con el microphone?
Lo exprime hasta más no poder
Son años cantando por gusto
Sé que nada es justo, ¿pero cuándo lo fue?

Vuelve, vuelve
Siempre fue ese el problem
Suerte, su-suerte
Si es que aún sigues en pie

Earn It

Before you speak, think carefully about whose tit you're sucking
It might be that you're not sucking anymore

If I told you about the life I left behind
And honestly, this life eats away at you
I understand myself when I say that those who don't suck, don't eat
They don't deserve to introduce themselves, BLK, Nikone

I come from a place where the truth prevails
I got lost in the war of the clones, take it
Do you want fame? In four months you'll have it
Now hold on for ten years, balls

All this mess is the fault of those who put hawks
To watch the lives of mice
My music can take away your imperfections
Only if you scratch yourself well, so much that they call me Pumice Stone

I was on the pot, more and more songs
I wasn't thinking about anything, neither chicks nor millions
I learned that life takes and gives
We have nothing, let alone choices

Among more downs, I almost gave up
I was adding layers of shell
Taking lyrics out of drawers
To pay and make it to the end of the month (eh)

Don't talk to me about empires, capone
We've been here since you were learning to tie your shoes
I do what I fucking want
Before I get a dime for plays

Earn your bread, bro, then eat if you want
Get in the mud, see how long you last, homie
Earn, earn, earn, earn, earn my bread, bread
Earn, earn like BLK and Nikone did
Earn, earn, earn, earn, earn my bread, bread
Earn it, bitch, then eat

Eh (eh)
EPK, BLK, Nik one, Blake
What's up dudes? Sounds like rap, okay?
Lady, lady, you should be ready
But not for parties, but for the key

I'm cold, I'm scared
I lose control and start from scratch
And I tell myself, "Calm down, breathe again"
I don't want to and I can't if it's not written down first

Let's do it like it used to be done
For the sake of leisure, you'll see how it gets messed up
I stray from the path, I lived a lie
It looked like a party, full of vampires

Let's do it like it used to be done
For the sake of leisure, you'll see how it gets messed up
I stray from the path, I lived a lie
It looked like a party, full of vampires

And a mile from the shore
I saw the reflection of a strange glow
I got up from one of those chairs
The joint fell from my mouth

It looks like a fang, but it's not a mile away anymore
Come here, I'll stab you, crazy, you can't catch me anymore
I jump like a bunny, look out the window
My ankle twists, I ended up crazy, turned into mush

Ca-ca-ca-catch, crazy, share it
Let's make the best of music
I laugh at the one who says he's hiphop flow
Who took out my lightning? There are no two in the world

EPK lovers, cousin
Everything comes out on its own, as if it were a free
My enemies and fuck police

Earn your bread, bro, then eat if you want
Get in the mud, see how long you last, homie
Earn, earn, earn, earn, earn my bread, bread
Earn, earn like BLK and Nikone did
Earn, earn, earn, earn, earn my bread, bread
Earn it, bitch, then eat (eh)

What will Nikone have with the microphone?
He squeezes it to the max
Years of singing for pleasure
I know nothing is fair, but when was it?

Come back, come back
That was always the problem
Luck, lu-luck
If you're still standing