Lyrics and translation Hector El Father - Outro "Hipocritas"

Outro "Hipocritas"

A donde van se irán sin mi
Los veo morir
Mas no podrán
Nunca regresarán

//Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren//

Donde están los panas míos que la buena vida conmigo se dieron
La cosa se puso tensa, y se las pusieron
No se dejaban ver negro, pero se vieron
Y yo tranquilo porque la palabra la cumplieron
De que maldito sea el hombre que confía en otro hombre
Eran panas míos porque Hector tenía nombre
Eran dos caras, andaban con máscaras raras
Tu crees que fueran panas míos papi si yo no cantara
Y a la gata, tu misma la que quiere to'a mi plata
Tu eres una puta de las mas baratas
Me voy fuego a la lata, porque la verdad a nadie mata
Cuida'o que por las noches yo no te jale las patas
Y sin cobardía, oye mi mai me lo decía
Mas pudo el interés que el amor que me tenía
Pa que te aguses, y del poder no abuses
A mi sin cojones, pues lo mal quita'o no luce

//Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren//

Cantantes que tiraban, y llamaron to's pa hacer las paces
Ronkaban de maleantes, pero eran disfraces
Otros que decían, \"Hector solo no la hace\"
Que paso? Los cogí fuera de base
Vamo'a arreglar con Hector así cantamo' en to'a las discotecas
Ronkamos de maliante, el público nos cree las fekas
Feka, papi ustedes son dos clekas
Se visten de indios, pero la sangre no es azteca
Y voy a hablarte claro, y sin fantasmeo
Tu disco estubo charro, pero estubo cabrón el mercadeo
Y tu sabes porque tu no me haces ni un titubeo
Porque sabes que tengo el poder pa' bajarte el de'o

A donde van se irán sin mi
Los veo morir
Mas no podrán
Nunca regresarán
A donde van se irán sin mi
Los veo morir
Mas no podrán
Nunca regresarán

Dis que eres el más que vende, que si Tito que si falta
Que eres Al Capone, que has viaja'o más que un astronauta
Remember me? Jajaja
Pero dile al mundo entero que yo fui el que te di la pauta
O se te olvidó que mi estilo te presté
Tu no fueras 50 si yo no fuera Dr. Dre
Y no me ronkes que tu película ya me la sé
Tira un pié al bote, lechón que ahora es que es

Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren
Se mueren, se mueren, se mueren, se mueren

A donde van se irán sin mi
Los veo morir
Mas no podrán
Nunca regresarán

A los que se lucraron y con mi nombre se pautaron
Hector presentame y a cuenta de mi nombre se pegaron
Se la vivieron y se marcharon
Jajaja, viste que se escocotaron
A los que de mi comentan, y su envidia la alimentan
Al Father, un día de esto lo arrestan
Viste que mi éxito molesta
Dios mi corazón conoce, tus comentarios no me afectan

Padre nuestro que estás en el cielo
Santificado sea tu nombre
Hágase tu voluntad
Aquí en la Tierra, como en el cielo
No nos dejes caer en tentación
Y líbranos del mal
Perdona nuestras ofensas
Como también nosotros perdonamos
A los que nos ofenden

Aquí escucharon 18 temas de la vida real
18 temas de lo que siente mi corazón
Padre nuestro que estás en el cielo
Bendice a los que me saludan,
Pero por la espalda desean verme muerto
Bendice a todos los que me envidian mi exito
Y quisieran ver mi cabeza en mis tennis
Bendice a los que le di la vida
Y la fama le hizo olvidar sus raices
Bendice a los que cambiaron mi admistad
Por el fucking dinero
Bendice a los que se me viraron
Y hoy en día están sufriendo las consecuencias
Bendice a los que intentaron dañar mi nombre
Sin saber que están jugando con las habichuelas de mi familia
Bendice a mis hermanos del dolor
A mis guerreros, que dan la vida por mi y yo doy la vida por ellos
Bendice a los que le molesta verme caminando
Pues mi caminar los pisotea
Bendice a los colegas del género
Que la desesperación los lleva a atentar contra mi, pero siguen dando foul
Bendice a mis hermanos muertos, y a los vivos
Pues no saben quien va a ser el puerco que se les va a virar
Bendice a los que se comparan contigo
Y se olvidan de que Dios da y Dios quita
Bendice a todos los que escucharon mi disco
Y por ser tan envidiosos lo están criticando
Bendiceme a mí, Padre Celestial, que voy pa' la calle
Héchame la bendición

Hector \"El Father\"
Bad Boy
Jajajaja

Outro "Hypocrites"

Wherever they go, they'll go without me
I see them dying
But they won't be able to
They'll never return

//They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying//

Where are my buddies who lived the good life with me
Things got tense, and they bailed
They wouldn't show their faces, but they did
And I'm calm because they kept their word
Damn the man who trusts another man
They were my buddies because Hector had a name
Two-faced, they wore strange masks
Do you think they would be my buddies, baby, if I didn't sing?
And to the cat, the one who wants all my money
You're one of the cheapest whores
I'm going full throttle, because the truth doesn't kill anyone
Be careful I don't pull your legs at night
And without cowardice, listen, my mom used to tell me
Interest outweighed the love she had for me
So you can sharpen up, and don't abuse power
Don't mess with me, because what's badly taken doesn't look good

//They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying//

Singers who were throwing shade, and they all called to make peace
They boasted about being thugs, but it was all a facade
Others who said, "Hector can't do it alone"
What happened? I caught them off guard
Let's make things right with Hector so we can sing in all the clubs
We'll boast about being thugs, the public believes our crap
Fake, daddy, you're both phonies
You dress like Indians, but your blood isn't Aztec
And I'm going to speak to you clearly, without fantasy
Your album was lame, but the marketing was awesome
And you know why you don't even hesitate with me
Because you know I have the power to bring you down

Wherever they go, they'll go without me
I see them dying
But they won't be able to
They'll never return
Wherever they go, they'll go without me
I see them dying
But they won't be able to
They'll never return

Say you're the one who sells the most, that if Tito is missing
That you're Al Capone, that you've traveled more than an astronaut
Remember me? Hahaha
But tell the whole world that I was the one who gave you the blueprint
Or did you forget that I lent you my style
You wouldn't be 50 Cent if I wasn't Dr. Dre
And don't brag to me, I already know your movie
Throw a foot in the boat, pig, that's what it is now

They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying
They're dying, they're dying, they're dying, they're dying

Wherever they go, they'll go without me
I see them dying
But they won't be able to
They'll never return

To those who profited and used my name for their own gain
Hector, introduce me, and they stuck to my name
They lived it up and left
Hahaha, see how they got burned
To those who talk about me and feed their envy
The Father, one of these days they'll arrest him
See how my success bothers them
God knows my heart, your comments don't affect me

Our Father, who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come
On Earth as it is in heaven
Lead us not into temptation
And deliver us from evil
Forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those
Who trespass against us

Here you heard 18 songs from real life
18 songs of what my heart feels
Our Father, who art in heaven
Bless those who greet me,
But behind my back wish me dead
Bless all those who envy my success
And would like to see my head on my sneakers
Bless those to whom I gave life
And fame made them forget their roots
Bless those who traded my friendship
For the fucking money
Bless those who turned against me
And today are suffering the consequences
Bless those who tried to damage my name
Not knowing they are playing with my family's livelihood
Bless my brothers in pain
My warriors, who give their lives for me and I give my life for them
Bless those who are bothered by seeing me walking
Because my walk tramples them
Bless the colleagues of the genre
Whose desperation leads them to attack me, but they keep striking out
Bless my dead brothers, and the living
Because they don't know who will be the pig that will turn against them
Bless those who compare themselves to you
And forget that God gives and God takes away
Bless all those who listened to my album
And out of envy, they are criticizing it
Bless me, Heavenly Father, that I'm going out to the streets
Give me your blessing

Hector "El Father"
Bad Boy
Jajajaja