Lyrics and translation Mojinos Escozios - Los raperos empotrados

Los raperos empotrados

Semo mu burrico
Semo mu burrico
Semo buena gente
Pero somo mu bruto
Ma' bruto que un olivo
Ma' bruto que un arao
Semo lo' rapero
Lo rapero empotao!
Ande va chavá?
Ande va hiii
A mi pueblo va a venirme a vasilá?
No me toque los cojone
Que menpieso a cabreá
Y soy capá de reventarte lo' hocico' a bofetá
Pero tu que tas' creío por sé de capita'?
Gentusa!
Que eso es lo que tu ere:
Gentusa
Que yo sere un cateto pero tu ere una hipotenusa
Que me importa a mi que tu hayas estudiao
Si no sabes pa' que sirve un arao'?
Que carajo me importa que tu tenga una carrera
Si a luego no sabe diferensiá entre los higos
Y las brevas, carabreva,
Que eso es lo que tu ere'
Un carabreva!
Que te pica una avispa y te pone' a llorá:
Carabreva!!
Semo mu burrico
Semo mu burrico
Semo buena gente
Pero somo mu bruto
Ma' bruto que un olivo
Ma' bruto que un arao
Semo lo' rapero
Lo rapero empotao!
Mas quisiera tu sabé coje un tractó y
Aserlo derrapá poniendo las do' rueda
Ques' un orgullo se de pueblo
Y llámame cateto que te cojo y que te meto
Que te trinco lo' huevo y te loarranco!
Y te los piso en er suelo con la' suela de la' bota der campo
Y llámame cateto
Llámame cateto que te cojo y que te meto
Y que te estampo
Y ten cuidao' si te crusa' conmigo
No me mire malamente' que tarranco
De un bocao la yugulá', chavá
Que aquí hay que mamá y si no te gusta er campo vete ya! vete ar carajo! vete a la siudá
Con tus coche, tus atasco, con tus humo'
Y por la mañana mi niño se toma un zumo
No como aquí,
Que nos metemo' entre pecho y esparda'
Un copaso' de orujo!!
Semo mu burrico
Semo mu burrico
Semo buena gente
Pero somo mu bruto
Ma' bruto que un olivo
Ma' bruto que un arao
Semo lo' rapero
Lo rapero empotao!
Semo mu burrico
Semo mu burrico
Semo buena gente
Pero somo mu bruto
Ma' bruto que un olivo
Ma' bruto que un arao
Semo lo' rapero
Lo rapero empotao!
Por la mañana una buena tostá'
Refregá' con ajo y aseite' de oliva
Entre pecho y esparda, eso es mejó que la viagra
Que nos cojemo' y nos tiramo a las tía'
Sin bajarle las braga', sin quitarle las media'
Y sin levantarle la farda'
Anda chavá y vete ya de aquí, vete a chuparla!
Y der Koala, er que hable der Koala malamente
Le cojo y le endiño dos hostia'
Que le rompo los diente!
Anda y vete ya que todavía te vá' a í' pa' tu casa caliente, so valiente,
Que eso es lo que ere', valiente!
Valiente mierda de tío,
Que ére peó' quel' estierco!!
Anda y vete por el mismo sitio que has venío
Semo mu burrico
Semo mu burrico
Semo buena gente
Pero semo mu bruto
Ma' bruto que un olivo
Ma' bruto que un arao
Semo lo' rapero
Lo rapero empotao!
Semo mu burrico
Semo mu burrico
Semo buena gente
Pero semo mu bruto
Ma' bruto que un olivo
Ma' bruto que un arao
Semo lo' rapero
Lo rapero empotao!
Semo mu burrico
Semo mu burrico
Semo buena gente
Pero semo mu bruto
Ma' bruto que un olivo
Ma' bruto que un arao
Semo lo' rapero
Lo rapero empotao!
Semo mu burrico
Semo mu burrico
Semo buena gente
Pero semo mu bruto
Ma' bruto que un olivo
Ma' bruto que un arao
Semo lo' rapero
Lo rapero empotao!

The Bumped Rappers

We are very donkey
We are very donkey
We are good people
But we are very brute
More brute than an olive tree
More brute than a plow
We are the rappers
The bumped rappers!
Where are you going, babe?
Where are you going
To my town to come to do the laundry?
Don't touch my balls
Cause you'll piss me off
And I'm able to smash your snout with slaps
But who do you think you are for being from the capital?
Riff-raff!
That's what you are:
Riff-raff
I may be a hick but you're a hypotenuse
What do I care if you've studied
If you don't know what a plow is for?
What the hell do I care if you have a career
If you can't even tell the difference between figs
And the prickly pears, goddamn,
That's what you are'
A goddamn!
That a wasp stings you and you start crying:
Goddamn!!
We are very donkey
We are very donkey
We are good people
But we are very brute
More brute than an olive tree
More brute than a plow
We are the rappers
The bumped rappers!
You wish you knew how to take a tractor and
Drift it putting the two wheels
It's a pride to be from the countryside
And call me a hick and I'll grab you and I'll put you in
I'll grab your balls and rip them off!
And I step on them on the ground with the soles of my country boots
And call me a hick
Call me a hick that I'll grab you and put you in
And that I'll crush you
And be careful if you cross me
Don't look at me the wrong way that I'll rip out
Your jugular in one bite, babe
Cause here we have manners and if you don't like the countryside get out! get the hell out! go to the city
With your cars, your traffic jams, with your smoke
And in the morning my boy drinks a juice
Not like here,
That we put between chest and espadrilles
A couple of glasses of orujo!!
We are very donkey
We are very donkey
We are good people
But we are very brute
More brute than an olive tree
More brute than a plow
We are the rappers
The bumped rappers!
We are very donkey
We are very donkey
We are good people
But we are very brute
More brute than an olive tree
More brute than a plow
We are the rappers
The bumped rappers!
In the morning a good toast'
Rubbed with garlic and olive oil
Between chest and espadrilles, that's better than Viagra
That we grab 'em and throw ourselves at the chicks'
Without taking off their bras, without taking off their socks'
And without lifting their skirts'
Come on, babe, and get out of here, go suck it!
And Koala, the one who talks about Koala badly
I'll grab him and hit him twice
That I'll break his teeth!
Go on, get out of here before you have to go home hot, you brave man,
That's what you are, brave!
Brave piece of shit,
You're worse than shit!!
Go on, go back the way you came
We are very donkey
We are very donkey
We are good people
But we are very brute
More brute than an olive tree
More brute than a plow
We are the rappers
The bumped rappers!
We are very donkey
We are very donkey
We are good people
But we are very brute
More brute than an olive tree
More brute than a plow
We are the rappers
The bumped rappers!
We are very donkey
We are very donkey
We are good people
But we are very brute
More brute than an olive tree
More brute than a plow
We are the rappers
The bumped rappers!
We are very donkey
We are very donkey
We are good people
But we are very brute
More brute than an olive tree
More brute than a plow
We are the rappers
The bumped rappers!