Lyrics and translation Kabe aka Alfa - Unpretentious & No One (feat. Crudo Means Raw & Eddy Mugre)

Unpretentious & No One (feat. Crudo Means Raw & Eddy Mugre)

Hoy no pretendo compararme hoy quiero ser yo
Dejarles mi sello, mi rap en sus cuellos y ellos...
Atónitos entre el tumulto inmersos
Crow on da vinils yo en los versos, so yo versus yo
Also known as mayday si muerdo el micro y tiemblan Emcees
¿Soy mejor en el rap?
No tanto en my relationship

Y satisface que hoy me adule ese puto pelele
Para quién yo no era una mierda y mi feelin' hace que hoy fele

Haters no hay dice mi vieja
Hay gente que ni crece, ni deja, crece y se acompleja
Mis complejos son raps y mis defectos son tachones
Mi rap captura, embelesa, desvela y quita tacones pana

¿A cuántos ayudé? ¿Cuántos me criticaron?
¿Cuántos dan play? ¿Cuántos sirven un trago?
De Yupanki a esta es mi historia el mismo tipo
Vivir sin ti o tú sin mí, da igual, la situación hace al convicto

Aman lo que sale de mis lips, siguen mis pasos
Pretenden seducir mis musas, sueñan con besar sus labios
Pero nah, es cuento trillao' pana
Esas musas son ganas y el "te quiero" susurrado de Ana en las mañanas

Sin embargo "peep my words" emcees de adorno
Acepto que envidien mis frutos, que enamoren mis demonios pero
Shhh!
Dejen que el beat suene solo
Que esos pads que desmembraron un sample perforen ortos

Esta voz cómplice, lápices, teclas y frases
Son solo ápices, la parte visible del iceberg
Me junté con neas, pillos, vándalos y drogos
Pero mi viejo aún sonríe y habla del Kabe orgulloso

La calle enseña más no educa, no confundas
Tú y tus ínfulas de "supastar" en mi se estrellarán sos mi fan...
Soy el comienzo de otra era
Donde "eras" vale mierda y cuenta solo si te esfuerzas

Tengo cimientos, sentimientos, miento en mis tormentos
Soy esclavo de mis párrafos, libre teniendo sexo
Sé de punches y freestyle más no batallo
No soy tonto, cuarentas segundos, pueden ennegrecer 10 años

Cuido mis lyrics no mi fitness, ese es mi truco
Hoy nuestra shit le suena fineness a tu geva y a tu grupo
Si hay ron de la FLA, fluyo, flaquean, fluctúan cual flan
Flanquean mi clan para calcar y eso me encanta

Nací cuando guru se unió a premier
Hoy mi mayor premio es morir en esto y despertar cuando de play
Vivir en los acetatos de algún Dj, que me encuentre haciendo Diggin'
Olvidado entre clásicos Funky si es posible

Yo no imito en este ámbito, tengo el hip hop por hábito
Habito mentes es un hobbie plácido
Traigo calma a tu pánico, hago añicos tus cánticos
Fornico con tus micros, fans le llaman sexo tántrico

No sé si me explico, yo no hago coros pa' mi público
No te compares, no te agredo, no seas tan cínico
Tus frases rebuscadas y Flow plano no me asombran
No me agobian pogos, gatas, putas no me compran
Sigo...

On and on and on y siempre firme
No miro atrás, no cambio el curso bitches, yo no pienso rendirme
I'm over you and put words in your mind
Sit down and look at me tomar el mic como Sean...
Seguimos on and on and on
Seguimos on and on and on
Seguimos on and on and on

Rappaz de fomi, a mi lado están mis homies
Las calles capitalinas...

Se te escapa el bus loser, dormiré en tu subwoofer
Soy lucifer en tu cypher por mierda que compuse
Son breves sus rapeos, lo mío algoritmo en ritmos
Vivo si respiro, aspiro beats, vomito himnos, bro

Estás perdido en este mar de letras con
Un clan sin clon, un plan, un ron y un micro en on, simplón
No te esfuerces demasiado que te hernias
Esto es Narnia, ñarria, no un vuelo de H y pepas, paz

Crudo en la AKAI en el micro MAYDAY
En tus bafles Emcees semejantes a Ali o a Kimbo Slice, alright
Hombres con defectos de rimas perfectísimas
No exagero no es ego, es una realidad durísima

Pa' vos mejor Harakiri si en tu clip solo hay bikinis
Tu rimas felan mi feelin' somos tu dreamteam
Lo mío es egotrip, lo tuyo striptease
Por eso hay tetas en tu show, en el mío smokin' n drinkin'

Unpretentious & No One (feat. Crudo Means Raw & Eddy Mugre)

Today I don't pretend to compare myself today I want to be me
Leave them my stamp, my rap on their necks and they...
Astounded among the tumult immersed
Crow on da vinils yo on the verses, so yo versus yo
Also known as mayday if I bite the mic and Emcees shake
Am I better at rap?
Not so much in my relationship

And it satisfies that today that fucking wanker flatters me
Who I wasn't a shit to and my feelin' makes today...

Haters there are no says my old
There are people who neither grow, nor leave, grow and become complex
My complexes are raps and my flaws are studs
My rap captures, enchants, unveils and removes corduroy heels

How many did I help? How many criticized me?
How many dan play? How many serve a drink?
From Yupanki to this is my story the same guy
To live without you or you without me, it doesn't matter, the situation makes the convict

They love what comes out of my lips, they follow in my footsteps
They pretend to seduce my muses, they dream of kissing their lips
But nah, it's trillao' pana tale
Those muses are ganas and the whispered "I love you" of Ana in the mornings

However "peep my words" adorno emcees
I accept that they envy my fruits, that they fall in love with my demons but
Shhh!
Let the beat sound alone
Let those pads that dismembered a sample drill orthos

This complicit voice, pencils, keys and phrases
They are only apices, the visible part of the iceberg
I got together with neas, crooks, vandals and druggies
But my old man still smiles and talks about the proud Kabe

The street teaches more not educates, don't confuse
You and your "supastar" infulas in me will crash you are my fan...
I am the beginning of another era
Where "you were" is worth shit and counts only if you try hard

I have foundations, feelings, I lie in my torments
I'm a slave to my paragraphs, free having sex
I know about punches and freestyle but I don't battle
I'm not a fool, forty seconds, can blacken 10 years

I take care of my lyrics not my fitness, that's my trick
Today our shit sounds finesse to your geva and your group
If there is FLA rum, I flow, they waver, they fluctuate which...
They flank my clan to trace and I love that

I was born when guru joined premier
Today my biggest prize is to die in this and wake up when I play...
Living on the acetates of some DJ, who finds me doing Diggin'
Forgotten among Funky classics if possible

I don't imitate in this field, I have hip hop by habit
I inhabit minds is a placid hobbie
I bring calm to your panic, I shatter your chants
Fornico with your micros, fans call it tantric sex

I don't know if I'm explaining myself, I don't do choirs for my audience
Don't compare yourself, I don't attack you, don't be so cynical
Your elaborate phrases and flat Flow do not amaze me
I am not burdened by pogos, cats, whores do not buy me
Sigo...

On and on and on y siempre firme
No miro atrás, no cambio el curso bitches, yo no pienso rendirme
I'm over you and put words in your mind
Sit down and look at me tomar el mic como Sean...
Seguimos on and on and on
Seguimos on and on and on
Seguimos on and on and on

Rappaz de fomi, by my side are my homies
The capital streets...

You're missing the bus loser, I'll sleep in your subwoofer
I'm lucifer in your cypher for shit I composed
His raps are brief, mine algorithm in rhythms
I live if I breathe, suck in beats, throw up hymns, bro

You're lost in this sea of letters with
A clan without a clone, a plan, a rum and a bug in on, simpleton
Don't overexert yourself that you get herniated
This is Narnia, ñarria, not a flight of H and pepas, peace

Raw at the AKAI on the micro MAYDAY
In your baffles you look like Ali or Kimbo Slice, alright
Men with flaws of very perfect rhymes
I'm not exaggerating, it's not ego, it's a very hard reality

Pa' vos mejor Harakiri if in your clip there are only bikinis
Your rhymes fellan my feelin' we're your dreamteam
Mine is egotrip, yours is striptease
That's why there are boobs in your show, in mine smokin' n drinkin'