Lyrics and translation Gonzalo Genek - Technics In Da Rhymes

Technics In Da Rhymes

Technics in da rhymes, la habilidad no es nunca novedad
Rompiendo cuellos como J Dilla fluye en los pad's
Fluyendo en argumentos siendo honesto no eres na na tu rap comercial no lo compra ni tu mamá
Suena fino, bombo caja y bass yo lo combino acabando con tu circo de idiotas y de cretinos, pero.
Para el hip hop hay que ser mas objetivos.
"Porque no quieres el consejo que te dejo" No entienden, que el micro tiene mas de mil secretos pero por idiotas como esos no existe el progreso
Después no digan todos pa' quedar en un acuerdo
Cuando yo agarre el micrófono todos a cubierto
Suelto el stylah y no de "Saian" como tu conoces el baboso habla de flow y queda como el mas mediocre
Se la pega de ser bueno y de su grupo el mas fantoche me critica por la fama porque el ni la conoce...
POEMA BUKOWSKI
Llegó la hora de partir y escapar de la rutina mas imaginando mi futuro puro con toxinas
Si me voy hoy yo, ya no creo que regrese aunque puede ser siendo un frió viernes
Empecé, sin peros pero perros me ladraron critican lo que hago mas no pueden superarlo
Arduo fue la espera, para llegar a primavera
Y no que un hijo de perra crea que el invierno quema
Que mas da, dada que la circunstancias son las mismas con meses abren show's,
No tiene flow y piden pistas harto masoquista,
Que en la movida piden vida dicen ser reales pero realmente me dan risa hipocresía vía familia, dan la mano con espina,
Me hablan de hermandad y nunca están cuando los necesitas callense y pudranse,
Haber si saben lo que es eso y cuando se caigan de cara mírense frente al espejo
(Yo)
Estoy cansado de la misma tontería que la gente que apoyaste por chekes mentirían
Todavía me critican y ni saben que pasó si hablaría con la rial no perdonarían como yo.
Me reiré de ti cuando escupas al cielo y termines con la cara al piso lamiendo mi suelo
Suelo ver los versos de esos que utilizan mal la tinta me hablan de humildad y son la misma porquería (yo)
No te dejo mal porque lo estás desde hace tiempo viendo cientos de personas que te aplauden por tus cuentos a que juegas...
Si ya no sabes que decir no te la pegues de frío que te puedes derretir.
A que juegas... si ya no sabes que decir no te la pegues de frió primo...

Technics In The Rhymes

Technics in the rhymes, skill is never a novelty
Breaking necks like J Dilla flows on the pads
Flowing in arguments, being honest, your commercial rap is nothing, not even your mom buys it
Sounds fine, kick, snare and bass, I combine it, ending your circus of idiots and cretins, but...
For hip hop, you have to be more objective.
"Why don't you want the advice I leave you?" They don't understand, that the mic has more than a thousand secrets but because of idiots like them there is no progress
Then don't all say it to reach an agreement
When I grab the microphone, everyone take cover
I release the style and not from "Saian" as you know, the fool talks about flow and remains the most mediocre
He pretends to be good and the biggest phony in his group criticizes me for fame because he doesn't even know it...
BUKOWSKI POEM
The time has come to leave and escape the routine, imagining my pure future with toxins
If I leave today, I don't think I'll come back, although it could be a cold Friday
I started, without buts, but dogs barked at me, they criticize what I do but they can't overcome it
The wait was arduous, to reach spring
And not that a son of a bitch thinks that winter burns
Whatever, given that the circumstances are the same, with months they open shows,
They have no flow and they ask for tracks, very masochistic,
That in the movement they ask for life, they say they are real but they really make me laugh hypocrisy via family, they give a hand with a thorn,
They talk to me about brotherhood and they are never there when you need them, shut up and rot,
Let's see if you know what that is and when you fall on your face, look at yourself in the mirror
(Me)
I'm tired of the same nonsense, that the people you supported would lie for checks
They still criticize me and they don't even know what happened, if I spoke with the rial they wouldn't forgive like me.
I will laugh at you when you spit at the sky and end up with your face on the floor licking my floor
I usually see the verses of those who misuse ink, they talk to me about humility and they are the same crap (me)
I don't leave you bad because you've been that way for a long time, seeing hundreds of people applaud you for your stories, what are you playing...
If you don't know what to say anymore, don't pretend to be cold, you might melt.
What are you playing... if you don't know what to say anymore, don't pretend to be cold, cousin...