Lyrics and translation Fyahbwoy - Protocolo

Protocolo

Vuelve el inimitable, descárgalo por cable.
"The pussy reptile series" (?) déjalos que hablen.
Cuando escuchan al Fyahbwoy se montó la madre,
que te jodan soy underground me escucha tu padre.
¡Solo! Daddy Cobra marca el protocolo,
he partido España en cada bolo,
he gastado todo en hacer más y daros más estando solo,
todo lo que ves yo lo controlo.
No es lo que dirán o es que por la calle todos miran,
me la suda que diga que sigan o si el pussy se retira,
porque estoy jugando en otra liga
todo lo que digan es mentira si no habla sobre tu vida,
siempre chico estar a lo que dirán
siempre en un puto punto de mira,
yo sigo de gira, mientras hablas mierda que imaginas,
rellena tu vida para no tener que hablar sobre la mía.
Pero nunca atinais,
quieren apuntarme, pero nunca me dais,
saben quien lo parte, quien trabaja de arte,
quien es el que canta y del que todos hablais.
Mira lo que venden creen que to' lo prenden,
es el fyahbwoy el profe del que todo aprende.
Esto es el style y no lo prenden
dile en el weed que no ofenden
¡me seh!
Dame unas sílabas que ya te hago yo malabares,
es apto para algunos gustos y paladares.
te fundo man y no me captan ni los radares,
mi abuela dijo nunca pares. Nunca paré.
Una vez más sonando en todos los auriculares
creando flows y melodías tan peculiares,
tu basura de reggae-pop, chico, no compares
esto es la real mierda que ponen en todos los bares.
Traigo todo lo que siempre puedas desear,
he dado tanto que algún día tiene que llegar,
he trabajado más de lo que puedas imaginar
y nadie en este mundo me lo puede arrebatar.
Viviendo melodía de reggae y armonía.
Qué cojones has hecho tú cuando nada había.
Tus comentarios en youtube de vida vacía.
Desde el 99 sí, Ganjah Time lo hacía.
Esto es lo que traigo yo,
tú dame y pinto de oro la canción.
No hay un tema tuyo que me de esa sensación,
no es mi subidón yo monté la revolución.
Y ahora te digo yo que esto es todo lo que hay,
entras en el club y está sonando el Fyahbwoy.
Juzgas mi camino,
pruébate mis zapas
y verás que no son todo flores lo que hay.
Quieren que yo haga stop, pero sigo en el top,
yo no hago mierda pop, my crof a like a rock,
comiendo con mongoles, trick, que todos hagan, crack,
ellos estilo chandal, yo con swagga como un frack,
me ha salido en un pack, puta ratatatatá bum chakalakaká
no mandarán, no pararán
y superfyahbwoy dan the man a artist then suta like a superfan.
Acabaré con "pussy/music" (?) like a superman.
Y yo mantengo el style,
no reposo el ego no me malentendais
solo un desahogo nada por el todo,
soy un chico humilde da igual lo que digais,
por eso lo mejor es vivir tu life,
yo solo regalo música es lo que hay
y a los que traten de pararme solo sé
que todavía tienen demasiado que aprender.

Protocol

The inimitable is back, download it over cable.
"The pussy reptile series" (?) let them talk.
When they hear the Fyahbwoy, the mother mounted,
fuck you, I'm underground, your father listens to me.
Alone! Daddy Cobra sets the protocol,
I have broken Spain in every concert,
I've spent everything on making more and giving you more being alone,
everything you see I control.
It's not what they will say or that everyone on the street looks,
I don't give a damn if they say they follow or if the pussy retires,
because I'm playing in another league
everything they say is a lie if it doesn't talk about your life,
always a boy to hear what they say
always in a fucking point of view,
I'm still on tour, while you talk shit that you imagine,
fill your life so you don't have to talk about mine.
But you never guess,
they want to point me out, but you never give me,
you know who the party, who works art,
who is the one who sings and who you all talk about.
Look what they sell, they think they can ignite everything,
it's the fyahbwoy the professor from whom they all learn.
This is the style and they don't ignite it
tell them in the weed that they do not offend
me seh!
Give me some syllables and I'll do juggling for you,
it's suitable for some tastes and palates.
I sunk you, man, and not even the radars can catch me,
my grandmother said never stop. I never stopped.
Once again, sounding in all the headphones
creating such peculiar flows and melodies,
your reggae-pop crap, boy, don't compare
this is the real shit they put in all the bars.
I bring everything you could ever want,
I have given so much that one day it has to come,
I have worked harder than you can imagine
and no one in this world can take it away from me.
Living reggae melody and harmony.
What the hell did you do when there was nothing.
Your youtube comments on empty life.
Since 99 yes, Ganjah Time did it.
This is what I bring,
you give me and I paint the song in gold.
There is not a song of yours that gives me that feeling,
it's not my comedown I started the revolution.
And now I tell you this is all there is,
you enter the club and Fyahbwoy is playing.
You judge my path,
try my shoes
and you will see that it is not all flowers.
They want me to make a stop, but I'm still in the top,
I don't make pop crap, my crof like a rock,
eating with mongols, trick, let everyone do it, crack,
their tracksuit style, me with swagga like a frack,
I got it in a pack, bitch ratatatatá bum chakalakaká
they will not command, they will not stop
and superfyahbwoy give the man to artist then suta like a superfan.
I will end with "pussy/music" (?) like a superman.
And I keep the style,
I don't rest the ego, don't misunderstand
just a little bit of air, nothing to do with everything,
I am a humble boy, no matter what you say,
that's why it's best to live your life,
I just give away music, it's all there is
and to those who try to stop me, just know
that they still have a lot to learn.