Lyrics and translation Remik Gonzalez feat. Tren Lokote - La Feria Drogas y Muerte

La Feria Drogas y Muerte

Desde hace tiempo ya quería pa hablar contigo
Me contaron que hablas mierda casi todos mis amigos
Conmigo no juegues mejor lárgate a otra parte
Dices que vas a chingarme, wey pos yo voy a buscarte
Vente con todos los que quieras si me toca ni modo
Venga y dese uno de a solos pinche joto
¿Para que marcaste si ya sabes donde vivo?
Al chile nomas estaba esperando tener un motivo
Ojalá cuando te tope recuerdes lo que dijiste
Si te wacho yo seré el motivo pa' morirte
No voy a decirte cuando pero en estos días
Voy a tus terrenos con plomo y con sangre fría
Vente con puños y cuete, homie yo no creo en la suerte
Por eso afilé el machete, pinche ojete
Tal vez fui tu perro pero no soy tu pendejo
Porque yo no chavaliente de la verga y el espejo
La feria, drogas y muerte
Somos la causa en problemas JA JA
La calle no es pa' nenas
Nada pasa por suerte
Me voy ganando el respeto
A causa de otros que lo pierden
No crea que barba es la muerte
Somos la causa y problema JA JA
La calle no es pa' nenas
Nada pasa por suerte
Me voy ganando el respeto
A causa de otros que lo pierden
No crea que barba es la muerte
Voy hasta su barrio pa' buscarlo haber si lo hayo
Pa' tronarle el puño y pegarle en su diez de mayo
Locos cuidan mis espaldas con armas de fuego
Este pendejo cree que la calle es un juego
Fuck you enemiga, tu quisiste chingarme
Cuando salgas a la calle ruega a Dios por no encontrarme
Junto a todos mis carnales, loco, somos un buen guato
Quiero partirme toda la madre con ese vato
Dime entonces por qué no te wacho por aqui
Te escuchas tan pendejo marcando antes de venir
Tu berrinche a mí no me interesa
Me extraña que el mas morro te diga como debes cazar la presa
Ya estás muy peludo para andar haciendo olas
Detrás de una consola la bronca no llega sola
Vamos por ella para que se arme la finanza
Si no pesa la conciencia, la clica sabe que tranza
La feria, drogas y muerte
Somos la causa y problema JA JA
La calle no es pa' nenas
Nada pasa por suerte
Me voy ganando el respeto
A causa de otros que lo pierden
No crea que barba es la muerte
Somos la causa y problema JA JA
La calle no es pa' nenas
Nada pasa por suerte
Me voy ganando el respeto
A causa de otros que lo pierden
No crea que barba es la muerte
Creo que ya valió madres, carnal enemigo
Ya no cuentes conmigo, ayer fui amigo pero hoy castigo
Ponte trucha porque habrá venganza, nomas digo
Sin testigos mejor pide que la suerte esté contigo
Dile a tu perro que ni haga lo que está pensando
Porque traje mas de un perro y que no vayas apuntando
Serás bueno pa'l trompo, ya veremos si bailando
Mejor vamonos dando, trenesito te estás tardando
Te voy a demostrar de que estamos hechos los cholos
No metas a los demás, el pedo va a ser tu y yo solos
Quien va a quedar de pie, en toparle ya me había tardado
Hablas mucha mierda leva, ya me habias hartado
Amarrese los huevos wey, y arrimese a toparle
A la primera que se duerma yo en su madre voy a darle
Ahorita no me hablen, ando en modo peleonero
Lleguele mi Remik para ver cual cae primero

The Fair Drugs and Death

For a long time, I've wanted to talk to you,
Almost all my friends told me you talk shit.
Don't play games with me, better get out of here.
You say you're going to fuck me up, man, well, I'm going to find you.
Come with everyone you want, if it's my turn, well, too bad.
Come and wish for one on one, you fucking faggot.
Why did you call if you already know where I live?
Honestly, I was just waiting to have a reason.
Hopefully, when I run into you, you remember what you said.
If I see you, I'll be the reason you die.
I'm not going to tell you when, but one of these days,
I'm going to your hood with lead and cold blood.
Come with fists and a gun, homie, I don't believe in luck.
That's why I sharpened the machete, you asshole.
Maybe I was your dog, but I'm not your fool,
Because I'm not brave with my dick and the mirror.
The fair, drugs, and death,
We are the cause of the problems. HA HA
The streets ain’t for girls.
Nothing happens by chance.
I'm earning respect,
Because of others who lose it.
Don’t think that a beard is death.
We are the cause and the problem. HA HA
The streets ain’t for girls.
Nothing happens by chance.
I'm earning respect,
Because of others who lose it.
Don’t think that a beard is death.
I'm going to his hood to look for him, to see if I find him,
To break his fist and hit him on his Mother's Day.
Crazy people watch my back with firearms.
This asshole thinks the street is a game.
Fuck you, enemy, you wanted to fuck with me.
When you go out, pray to God you don't find me.
Together with all my homies, loco, we are a good bunch.
I want to beat the shit out of that dude.
Tell me, then why don't I see you around here?
You sound so stupid calling before coming.
Your tantrum doesn't interest me.
I'm surprised that the most badass tells you how to hunt prey.
You are too old to be making waves.
Behind a console, the badass doesn't come alone.
We're going for it so that the finances are armed.
If your conscience doesn't weigh on you, the clique knows it's a trance.
The fair, drugs, and death,
We are the cause and the problem. HA HA
The streets ain’t for girls.
Nothing happens by chance.
I'm earning respect,
Because of others who lose it.
Don’t think that a beard is death.
We are the cause and the problem. HA HA
The streets ain’t for girls.
Nothing happens by chance.
I'm earning respect,
Because of others who lose it.
Don’t think that a beard is death.
I think it was worth it, bro, enemy.
Don't count on me anymore; yesterday I was a friend, but today I'm punishment.
Watch out because there will be revenge; I'm just saying.
Without witnesses, you better pray that luck is on your side.
Tell your dog not to do what he's thinking,
Because I brought more than one dog, and don't point.
You'll be good at spinning tops, we'll see if you can dance.
We better get going, little train, you're late.
I'm going to show you what cholos are made of.
Don't involve the others, the problem is going to be you and me alone.
Who's going to be left standing, I was late to catch him.
You talk too much shit, leva, you had me fed up.
Hold your balls, man, and get ready to fight.
The first one that falls asleep, I'm going to hit his mother.
Don't talk to me right now; I'm in fight mode.
Let my Remik come and see which one falls first.