Lyrics and translation Morodo - Los carros de Babylon

Los carros de Babylon

Progeteme ou lord,
Porque viene a por mi los carros de Babylon
Con sus vasallos en el interior
Pistolas y excusas llevan en el cinturón

Sacan el pecho
Siguiendo su flecho
Persiguiendo a este bwoy que nada echo
Ay derechos
Así son los hechos
Son perros asesinos que trabajan a sueldo
Y quien lo diría
Antes eran hombres y ahora son policía
Ake saman
Controlando la ciudad
Ten cuidado rastaman
Hasta que no te alcancen no pararan
Babylon extiende a sus reyes
Pero al rastaman lo protege el rey de reyes
Quieren acusarme abusando de sus leyes
Pero apagar el fuego ellos no pueden
Por eso se queman, arden
Sus vidas prenden
A cambio de una placa sus almas venden
La humanidad se pierde
Al maligno lo rinden
Pero a mi no podrán detenerme
Con mi sensei
Cargando el cañón
El rey Selassie, el me da su protección
Con la OZ,
A mi lao llega acción
Decorándole
I'm afraid babyon

Cuantos ríos quedan por cruzar,
Para poder hablar con el jefe,
Y dile que me deje,
Que de se empeño teje
Que pases lo que pase el fire del Nyah permanece,
Avanza y crece40
Concede
Obedece
A la mentalidad policial de corrupción
De sus jueces
Ou ciudad maldita cuidao con lo que haces
Afortunado aquel que te de el pago,
Que todo aléjense
O déjenme ou lor
Porque viene a por mi los carros de babilón
Protégeme ou Lord,
Porque viene a por mi con su falsa razón

Es una presa perdida que
Hoy no puede se deja corromper
El río de la vida le arrastra y no encuentra red
Babilonia se presa de él,
Y digo que,
Una placa,
Una gorra,
El badman defiende a un sistema de puta y de zorra
Con una bolsa de coca en la mano y el la otra su porra
Y quien lo diria, policeman que eran hombres y ahora van de mafia,
Así que para un poco friend y date cuenta que quien lo merece el rey escarmienta
Son almas en pena
Perros adiestrados al servicio del sistema
Quieren juzgarme y aplicarme su condena
Pero al rasta nada lo frena
Y aun menos un Babilón de mierda,
Quieren joderme pero no podrán conmigo
Yo se bien que todos los Babilanes estan corrompidos
Pero hay un dios divino
Que me guía y llena de motivos
Y cuando quieran asaltarme el va a estar conmigo linea
El va a estar conmigo,
El va a estar conmigo(no pueden vernos)
El va a estar conmigo(estamos ocultos)
El va a estar conmigo(no saben quienes somos)
El va a estar conmigo(pero nosotros sabemos quienes son)
El va a estar conmigo(world fire, Da Crew!)
El va a estar conmigo
El va a estar conmigo

The chariots of Babylon

Protect me, oh Lord,
For the chariots of Babylon are coming for me
With their vassals inside
Guns and excuses they carry on their belts

They puff out their chests
Following their arrow
Chasing this bwoy who did nothing
Oh rights
This is how it is
They are killer dogs working for a wage
And who would say it
They used to be men and now they are police
Ake saman
Controlling the city
Be careful rastaman
They won't stop until they reach you
Babylon extends its kings
But the rastaman is protected by the king of kings
They want to accuse me, abusing their laws
But they cannot extinguish the fire
That's why they burn, they blaze
Their lives ignite
In exchange for a badge they sell their souls
Humanity is lost
They surrender to the evil one
But they won't be able to stop me
With my sensei
Loading the cannon
King Selassie, he gives me his protection
With the OZ,
Action comes to my side
Decorating him
I'm afraid babylon

How many rivers are left to cross,
To be able to speak with the boss,
And tell him to leave me alone,
That he weaves his insistence
That whatever happens the Nyah's fire remains,
Advances and grows 40
Grant
Obey
To the police mentality of corruption
Of their judges
Oh cursed city beware of what you do
Lucky is he who gives you payment,
May everyone stay away
Or leave me alone, oh Lord
Because the chariots of Babylon are coming for me
Protect me oh Lord,
Because they come for me with their false reason

He is a lost prey that
Today cannot be corrupted
The river of life drags him and he finds no net
Babylon preys on him,
And I say that,
A badge,
A cap,
The badman defends a system of whore and bitch
With a bag of coke in one hand and his baton in the other
And who would say it, policeman who were men and now they go mafia,
So stop a little friend and realize that whoever deserves it the king punishes
They are souls in pain
Dogs trained at the service of the system
They want to judge me and apply their sentence
But nothing stops the rasta
And even less a shitty Babylon,
They want to fuck me but they can't with me
I know well that all Babylonians are corrupt
But there is a divine god
That guides me and fills me with motives
And when they want to assault me he will be with me line
He will be with me,
He will be with me (they can't see us)
He will be with me (we are hidden)
He will be with me (they don't know who we are)
He will be with me (but we know who they are)
He will be with me (world fire, Da Crew!)
He will be with me
He will be with me