Paroles et traduction Abram - Comienza el juego

Comienza el juego

[Estribillo]

Deten este proyectil viviendo en modo hostil,
La calle, un intenso momento febril,
Lejos del Eden no se teme a morir,
Este es mi fin por los que quieren resistir.
Deten este tren men, deten este di,
Pacto de sangre, sin el puedes sentir,
Partir por las normas, morder tu alma hostil,
Enjambres de hienas, you know what I mean.

El problema es la pena que embarga las venas, mis temas son crema que quema la escena,
La vida en la calle es la vida en la trena, Colombia, alguien que quita las cadenas,
Mantengo mi mente serena, condena, el barrio colmenas, enjambres de hienas,
Veneno vocillo repletos de arenas son vidas extremas de cerdos centenas.
De almas en pena inmersos en coma, el yeyo devasta mi zona,
No es broma, chavales revientan con bombas el moma, graffitis, la senda, dime quien los doma,
Hip hop mas imperio que la antiguo Roma, niños en los bloques fumando la goma,
Gordos a corona de espinas en mis pies, sangrando la vida, mas bien yo soy fiel.
Yo soy como suena, a descanso, no llega mi musica, enciende las fieras ahi afuera,
Se esmeran por verte caer, dime quien es quien quiere o quiere que te den,
Tu friend esperando con el contrabando, te van a joder, men, la pregunta es cuando,
El casting de andando que pierdes el mando, la musica salva la vida de tantos.
Hagamos el odio, que salgan los hoyos, manda monopolio, politicos socios de mafias,
De emporios que antes que el demonio sabemos lo que tramais desde los folios,
Salid aqui afuera, sin poli ni escolta, venga a dar la cara, la gente no es tonta,
Pagar con tu sangre, la misma moneda, es ojo por ojo, la calle os espera.

[Estribillo]

Deten este proyectil viviendo en modo hostil,
La calle, un intenso momento febril,
Lejos del Eden no se teme a morir,
Este es mi fin por los que quieren resistir.
Deten este tren men, deten este di,
Pacto de sangre, sin el puedes sentir,
Partir por las normas, morder tu alma hostil,
Enjambres de hienas, you know what I mean.

Start the Game

[Chorus]

Stop this projectile living in a hostile mode,
The streets, an intense feverish moment,
Far from Eden, there's no fear of dying,
This is my end for those who want to resist.
Stop this train, man, stop this day,
Blood pact, without it, you can feel,
Break the rules, bite your hostile soul,
Swarm of hyenas, you know what I mean.

The problem is the pain that fills the veins, my lyrics are cream that burns the scene,
Life on the streets is life in prison, Colombia, someone who removes the chains,
I keep my mind serene, damnation, the neighborhood is a hive, swarms of hyenas,
Voice venom filled with sand is the extreme life of hundreds of pigs.
Of souls in pain immersed in a coma, the dope devastates my zone,
It's not a joke, kids are killing with bombs the punk, graffiti, the path, tell me who tames them,
Hip hop, an empire greater than ancient Rome, kids in the blocks smoking rubber,
Fat men with a crown of thorns on my feet, bleeding life, but I'm rather faithful.
I am what it sounds like, I don't chill, my music doesn't reach, it ignites the beasts out there,
They strive to see you fall, tell me who's who, who wants it or wants it to be given to you,
Your friend waiting with the contraband, they're going to screw you over, man, the question is when,
The casting while walking that you lose control, the music saves the lives of so many.
Let's make the hate, let the holes come out, end the monopoly, politicians partners of mafias,
Of empires that, more than the devil, we know what you're plotting from the papers,
Come out here, without police or an escort, come show your face, people aren't stupid,
Pay with your blood, the same coin, it's eye for an eye, the street awaits you.

[Chorus]

Stop this projectile living in a hostile mode,
The streets, an intense feverish moment,
Far from Eden, there's no fear of dying,
This is my end for those who want to resist.
Stop this train, man, stop this day,
Blood pact, without it, you can feel,
Break the rules, bite your hostile soul,
Swarm of hyenas, you know what I mean.