Paroles et traduction Aposento Alto - Los Hermanos Del Rap

Los Hermanos Del Rap

Cuando chiquito yo quería ser grande, pues no sabia que ser iba a ser tan duro lo aseguro
Mira el futuro incierto de mi amigo el vivo, que lamentablemente su futuro dio VIH positivo

Si cantaras cosas que no son reales, ni cantes
Tal vez choques de frente con la verdad y no aguantes
Tal vez entres al ring pero sin guantes y tendrás que ser le fiel a tu blingbling, a tu mujer y a tus amantes

Hablas de andas por el barrio con diamantes en un país donde la mitad de la gente es inmigrante
Donde ya no cambian canquiña por desodorantes
Y si la piña estaba agría, ahora esta mas agria que antes; excepto para cantantes, deportistas y capos
Y por la droga que a convertido en príncipes a sapos

Mientras yo escapo en cada botella que destapo, alzo mi vista a las estrellas y por poco las atrapo
Soy la excepción del caso
El vaso rebosado
Ya perdí la cuenta de lo tanto que he pecado
Ya perdi la cuenta de lo tanto que he fluido
Y cien por ciento convencido de que Dios me ha perdonado
Y quien eres tu para juzgar a esté profeta, por más Lebrón que tu seas dice 23 mi camiseta
No compares Bom bom bum con una yogueta, ni a un gupy con un beta (Al diablo que se agarre de esta!!)
Yo no tengo miedo, soy el verdadero guerrero

Rap Brothers

When I was little, I wanted to be big, but I didn't know that being would be so hard, I assure you
Look at my friend's uncertain future, who unfortunately tested positive for HIV

If you sing things that aren't real, don't sing at all
Maybe you'll crash head-on with the truth and won't hold up
Maybe you'll enter the ring bare-handed and you'll have to be faithful to your bling-bling, your wife and your lovers

You say you walk around the neighborhood with diamonds in a country where half the people are immigrants
Where can no longer exchange money for deodorant
And if the situation was sour, it's even more sour now; except for singers, athletes and kingpins
And because of the drugs that have made princes out of toads

While I escape in every bottle I uncork, I raise my eyes to the stars and almost catch them
I am the exception to the rule
The overflowing glass
I've lost count of how much I've sinned
I've lost count of how much I've flowed
And one hundred percent convinced that God has forgiven me
And who are you to judge this prophet, number 23 on my jersey, no matter how great LeBron you are
Don't compare a good thing to a bad thing, or a guppy to a beta (I'll fight anyone who takes this on!!)
I'm not afraid, I'm the real warrior