Paroles et traduction Bascur feat. Ley 20mil - Insanity

Insanity

No me sorprendes puta, tranquilo,
No te hablo de tu lucro, me refiero a que tu letra hermano, siempre ha sido truco, truquero, te queda grande la chapa e' rapero,
Tas de moda chupabola pero no eres verdadero.
Aparecio del monton, contigo no voy a grabar,
A cambio de eso yo te entrego un Klenzo y te mando a lavar.
Bye, bye, tay claro no viví lo que cantai,
Ten claro la calle despue' a lo' paco' me acusai.
La verdad es que a vo' te faltan bolas perejil,
Para competir con Bas, también con la 20Mil,
Lo chupaste a cuatro manos y no por eso vo' soy Goro,
Te escribo, te rimo, te hago un coro, y sale de choro!.
B A S, antisocial no me interesa,
Llego a tocatas solo y me rapto a tu princesa.
(Okey!) Te compadezco te encanta copiar,
No se persiga vieja, aqui te sobra pa' pikar.

Si no te gusta la macoña y el roooon...
Si en esta cena quieres ser el campeoon... (yoh!) Somo' antisociales,
Aqui todas las bombas son intencionales,
Desde chico en esta escuela, aunque siempre condicionales (jah!).
Esto es bruto deporte como el todo vale, _______,
Pasta, droga como las fosas nasales.
Vo' qeri criticarme, analizar mi esquema?
Vay a encontrar verdad y credibilidad en mis quema'.
Tu antifama, tu antidroga, tu antifan queda confusa,
Si cai con la primera crew!, que se te cruza.
Que tanta wea con mis botella' y con mis cuete',
Somo' alcohólico' y drogo' pero al menos consecuente.
Muchos venden la pesca de la humildad en el escenario,
Pero cuando bajan de este son todo lo contrario (canario!),
Con vocabulario te hago mierda, recuerda,
Hable de calle cuando la comprenda.
Uste' se vende como puta arria' e' un Meche,
Falasero culiao, tragaste guatón con leche.

Si no te gusta la macoña y el roooon...
Si en esta cena quieres ser el campeoon... Nadie me dice lo que tengo que hacer,
Tamos cagao's de sed y escribimos por placer.
Con la actitud mas cuma, saltamos la muralla,
Como tapa al montezuma, mientras vo' culia dormí en tu cuna.
De que sabor prefiere, chirimoco o chocotula?,
Mejor llevatelos todos porque vo' sufrí de gula, diambula,
Rapeamo' con polera porque no están las calugas,
_____________ en fuga, no me ponga en duda.
Soy de los Rastafari, te meamo' la cocina,
Tu prima se inclina, la dejamo' quea con vaselina,
Nos vamo' pa Tohato, me echan siempre y ando pato,
No comparto tay a puros flatos, en un beat te reparto.
Nómade escritor (con 20Mil as en la mangaa...)
Por la que escupe changalanga, si rapeai en tanga,
Con mis pendejos teje una bufanda, anda ponme una demanda,
Que tu perra fluye como a cuatro bandas.

Si no te gusta la macoña y el roooon...
Si en esta cena quieres ser el campeoon...

Insanity

You don't surprise me, bitch, relax,
I'm not talking about your money, I mean your lyrics, brother, have always been a trick, a cheap trick, the rapper title is too big for you,
You're a trendy dick-rider but you're not real.
You appeared out of nowhere, I'm not gonna record with you,
Instead, I'll give you a Kleenex and tell you to go wash yourself.
Bye, bye, you're clear, you didn't live what you sing,
Be clear, the streets will expose you, you accuse me like a cop.
The truth is you lack balls, parsley,
To compete with Bas, also with 20Mil,
You sucked it with four hands and that doesn't make you Goro,
I write for you, I rhyme for you, I make you a chorus, and it comes out as a gift!.
B A S, antisocial, I'm not interested,
I come to gigs alone and kidnap your princess.
(Okay!) I pity you, you love to copy,
Don't chase, old lady, there's plenty here for you to pick on.

If you don't like weed and ruuum...
If you wanna be the champ at this dinner... (yo!) We're antisocial,
Here all the bombs are intentional,
Since childhood in this school, although always conditional (jah!).
This is a brutal sport like anything goes, _______,
Pasta, drugs like the nostrils.
You wanna criticize me, analyze my scheme?
Go find truth and credibility in my burns.
Your anti-fame, your anti-drug, your anti-fan is confused,
If I fall with the first crew!, that crosses you.
What's the deal with my bottles and my guns,
We're alcoholics and druggies but at least we're consistent.
Many sell the fish of humility on stage,
But when they come down from it they're the complete opposite (canary!),
With vocabulary I'll tear you to shreds, remember,
Talk about the streets when you understand them.
You sell yourself like a cheap whore in a Benz,
Fake motherfucker, you swallowed fat with milk.

If you don't like weed and ruuum...
If you wanna be the champ at this dinner... Nobody tells me what to do,
We're thirsty as fuck and we write for pleasure.
With the most stoned attitude, we jump the wall,
Like a lid on Montezuma, while you were sleeping in your cradle.
What flavor do you prefer, chirimoya or chocolate?
Better take them all because you suffered from gluttony, wander,
We rap with shirts on because the muscles ain't there,
_____________ on the run, don't doubt me.
I'm from the Rastafari, we piss on your kitchen,
Your cousin leans in, we leave her dripping with Vaseline,
We go to Tohato, they always kick me out and I'm a duck,
I don't share, you're full of farts, I'll split you on a beat.
Nomad writer (with 20Mil aces up my sleeve...)
For the one who spits gibberish, if you rap in a thong,
With my homies knit a scarf, go sue me,
That your bitch flows like four lanes.

If you don't like weed and ruuum...
If you wanna be the champ at this dinner...