Lyrics and translation Santaflow feat. Humbria, Norykko & Big Henri - Prefiero Ser (feat. Humbria, Norykko & Big Henri)

Prefiero Ser (feat. Humbria, Norykko & Big Henri)

Prefiero ser, prefiero ser, prefiero ser, prefiero ser

Hola, ¿qué tal?
Aquí está el mismo que se calló
Al que le disparaste y se levantó
Al que tu discurso barato no le bastó para decirte a la cara
Que todo el pueblo quiere que se largaran
Te invito un día p'al barrio
Porque tú dices lo contrario
Que no hay hambre y todos tienen lo necesario
Eso es lo que aparecen en los noticiarios
Porque controlan lo que vemos, no lo que hay a diario
Muerte, desempleo, falta de salud
Mi pueblo llora porque todos se nos van
¿Por qué no te vas tú?
Si Dios dijo: "hágase la luz" por qué no veo un coño en la madre
Solo veo una juventud con inquietud
Respeto a Bassil Da Costa, a mis llanos y mi costa, al que levantó su voz y su grito a toda costa
Venezuela será libre y con sangre pasado escriben
Gloria al bravo pueblo que sigue bien firme

"Qué animal criminal el cerdo capitalista
Viva imágen del mal, anticristo socialista
Deber universal debería ser globalista
No es normal la moral liberal, es de fascistas"
No insistas
A algunos nos da igual
No amoldarnos a los cánones ya no es tan vital
Para muchos hay vías alternativas
Diferentes perspectivas a la idiocia colectiva
Subsistimos
Ante caudillos mezquinos
Políticos cochinos
Como insectos clandestinos
Algunos morimos defendiendo la libertad
De querer prosperar sin caridad
Y es triste
Ver que imbéciles persisten y mediocres se resisten a abandonar el poder
Un chiste
Que eso que llaman progreso sea eso
Que nos hace retroceder

Prefiero ser lobo que oveja
Ya me cansé de vosotros y vuestras quejas
Hay nuevo plan entre mis cejas
Pensar os cansa, os gusta cuando os manejan
Terminaré con esta fase de mi vida
Porque está en lado oscuro la salida

Say a prayer for my people
We've been fighting for so long but we still not equal
We've been fighting from the start and ain't no way I either
See the slave to the grave for this heroine needle
So I blaze in the shade and life do the teaching
Little girls 3rd grade being touched by the preachers
Ain't no hope for the young if we don't get more leaders
If we all came together ain't no way to defeat us
It go oppression, depression, blackmail terrorist
In the same country where you fall for your heritage
Gave a fake culture didn't expect to do the terrorship
Took it out the school did they still couldn't barry it
Politicians problem is politic and confederate
Propositioning people for profiting it's evident
That's way it started and that's way it's been ever since
Feed us the poison, then charge us for the medicine

Ya nos avisan desde desde donde lo saben
En Venezuela y Cuba lo entienden bien
Pero en España no escuchamos a nadie
Decadentes, vamos directos al terraplén
Todo es propaganda socialista, basura
Piensan en nosotros y en control con censura
Al trabajador y al empresario ruina
Y ellos entre lujos solo cuentan mentiras
Han alcanzado el objetivo, la inmunidad
De rebaño, tratan como ganado a la humanidad
Mil crímenes han cometido y la realidad
No hacemos nada, somos mansos, qué pena da
Nos lo tomamos a broma mientras no falten las copas
Para beber nos bajamos el bozal
La sociedad está en coma, el globalismo galopa
Nos quieren dóciles y no les va mal
Acabar con las raíces, con el núcleo familiar
Con la propiedad privada, nos observan con lupa
Entre nosotros nos logran enfrentar
Qué manipuladores hijos de la gran puta
Ratas de dos patas, haceis lo que os conviene
Vuestros decretos y planes a algunos nos sudan el pene
Pero hay muchos a los que engañais con trolas
Es la dictadura de los caradura que a tontos controlan
Y hay muchos más memos que listos
Eso propició la educación-doctrina de la que nos han provisto
Y eso me hace pensar que no hago más que predicar
En el desierto y esto tiene que cambiar, por cierto
Me hago misántropo, solo quiero a los míos
Y detesto o el borreguismo de masas y minorías
Voy a dejar de luchar y centrarme en mis divisas
Formar parte de las élites, no es traidor el que avisa

Prefiero ser lobo que oveja
Ya me cansé de vosotros y vuestras quejas
Hay nuevo plan entre mis cejas
Pensar os cansa, os gusta cuando os manejan
Terminaré con esta fase de mi vida
Porque está en lado oscuro la salida

I'd Rather Be (feat. Humbria, Norykko & Big Henri)

I'd rather be, I'd rather be, I'd rather be, I'd rather be

Hello, how are you?
Here's the same one who shut up
The one you shot and got up
The one your cheap speech wasn't enough for to tell you to your face
That the whole town wants you gone
I invite you one day to the neighborhood
Because you say the opposite
That there's no hunger and everyone has what they need
That's what they show on the news
Because they control what we see, not what happens daily
Death, unemployment, lack of health
My people cry because we're all leaving
Why don't you leave?
If God said: "Let there be light" why don't I see a damn thing?
I only see a restless youth
Respect to Bassil Da Costa, to my plains and my coast, to the one who raised his voice and his cry at all costs
Venezuela will be free and with blood they write the past
Glory to the brave people who remain firm

"What a criminal animal the capitalist pig
Living image of evil, socialist antichrist
Universal duty should be globalist
Liberal morality is not normal, it's fascist"
Don't insist
Some of us don't care
Not conforming to the canons is no longer so vital
For many there are alternative ways
Different perspectives to the collective idiocy
We survive
Before petty leaders
Dirty politicians
Like clandestine insects
Some of us die defending freedom
To want to prosper without charity
And it's sad
To see that imbeciles persist and mediocre people resist giving up power
A joke
That what they call progress is that
That makes us go backwards

I'd rather be a wolf than a sheep
I'm tired of you and your complaints
There's a new plan between my brows
Thinking tires you, you like it when you're managed
I will end this phase of my life
Because the exit is on the dark side

Say a prayer for my people
We've been fighting for so long but we still not equal
We've been fighting from the start and ain't no way I either
See the slave to the grave for this heroine needle
So I blaze in the shade and life do the teaching
Little girls 3rd grade being touched by the preachers
Ain't no hope for the young if we don't get more leaders
If we all came together ain't no way to defeat us
It go oppression, depression, blackmail terrorist
In the same country where you fall for your heritage
Gave a fake culture didn't expect to do the terrorship
Took it out the school did they still couldn't barry it
Politicians problem is politic and confederate
Propositioning people for profiting it's evident
That's way it started and that's way it's been ever since
Feed us the poison, then charge us for the medicine

They already warn us from where they know it
In Venezuela and Cuba they understand it well
But in Spain we don't listen to anyone
Decadent, we go straight to the embankment
Everything is socialist propaganda, garbage
They think of us and control with censorship
To the worker and the entrepreneur, ruin
And they among luxuries only tell lies
They have achieved the objective, immunity
Of herd, they treat humanity like cattle
They have committed a thousand crimes and the reality
We do nothing, we are meek, what a shame
We take it as a joke as long as there are no shortage of drinks
To drink we take off our muzzle
Society is in a coma, globalism gallops
They want us docile and they are not doing badly
To end the roots, the family nucleus
With private property, they watch us with a magnifying glass
They manage to confront us among ourselves
What manipulative sons of bitches
Two-legged rats, you do what suits you
Your decrees and plans some of us don't give a damn
But there are many whom you deceive with lies
It is the dictatorship of the scoundrels who control fools
And there are many more fools than clever ones
That led to the education-doctrine that they have provided us with
And that makes me think that I do nothing but preach
In the desert and this has to change, by the way
I become misanthropic, I only love my own
And I detest the sheepishness of masses and minorities
I'm going to stop fighting and focus on my currencies
Being part of the elites, the one who warns is not a traitor

I'd rather be a wolf than a sheep
I'm tired of you and your complaints
There's a new plan between my brows
Thinking tires you, you like it when you're managed
I will end this phase of my life
Because the exit is on the dark side